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I wanted to start on my journal critique for cognitive psychology, so i went to EBSCO and spent an hour browsing through the database to find a journal that i would prefer to read. But! >< what do you know, gmail's server went down and now i can't access my account to get the email that i sent to my gmail account. Damnit.......zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz............
My feverishness, that caused me to do nothing but attend the experiment on gambling and sleep through half of biopsych class, and then left half-way through, then game off my mind to chill of my freaking tired neurons (which would be fried by now), is not helping at all...
My frustration is starting to leak out and i on the brink of relishing the sofa-chair as a punching bag and kick-toy so that i can release all of this frust! Not frost, my mind is heating up with all this frust! And i can't handle much frust when i'm currently in state feverishness, that causes most of my energies to focus on dealing with recovery.... ><
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