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Life is hard. I suck at it. I want to do well. I shouldn& #39;t run away from obligation. I just want to survive. I need help. It& #39;s strange circumstances. But this predates the circumstances. The circumstances have exacerbated it, but also given an excuse for it.
It& #39;s 5:30 am. I should sleep. When, I& #39;ll wake I& #39;ll be 10 days away from my next deadline, and 11 days away from the one after it. Also 11 days away from the day of the online test. The 3 hours a day my brain works won& #39;t be enough.
I& #39;m gonna have to give it my all just to phone it in. I don& #39;t like being in this position. It sucks. I kinda did it a bit in January. But that was mostly exams. That& #39;s different.
It& #39;s not like I didn& #39;t want or try to do work in March or April. I had planned to do so much reading and studying. But I didn& #39;t. I make too many plans. Was it laziness? I don& #39;t think so. I wasn& #39;t at rest even though I wasn& #39;t being productive. I was paralysed in a sense.
Crushed between yesterday and today. I& #39;ve had that phrase going around my head since November. I& #39;ve felt awful for considerable chunks of this academic year.
