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You know that something is amiss when the most exciting thing that happens all day is feeling your sternum crack when you throw your body backwards against the couch in a dramatic sigh of frustration and restlessness. I never want to write another paper in my life, which kind of sucks considering that all next year I'll be writing one really long, never-ending paper.
BUT. I leave for Oslo/Sweden on Friday. I get to go back to the homeland. Back to my roots. Back to the farm and the family. This is exciting to me. I just hope they don't make me try to speak Swedish.
Ok. Now I'm gonna crack my knuckles and write some more crap.
BUT. I leave for Oslo/Sweden on Friday. I get to go back to the homeland. Back to my roots. Back to the farm and the family. This is exciting to me. I just hope they don't make me try to speak Swedish.
Ok. Now I'm gonna crack my knuckles and write some more crap.
posted by Rachel @ 7:55 AM
1 Comments:
At 4:42 AM ,
Silje said...
Go girl! I totally agree with that feeling of never ever wanting to write a single paper again. For almost two weeks now I have heard this little angry voice inside of me constantly shouting "I don't want to write this I don't want to write this I refuse to write this I refuse to write this!" Unfortunately I have not been able to repress this refusing part of me, which is the reason I am now on the verge of total panic. But oh well, Friday will eventually save us! Oh freedom... I think I'm gonna skip this frustrating academic shit and become a gardener or something instead.
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