No time to wash my hair. Must meet with professor. Hope meeting is short enough that I can sneak away and do the reading assignment for his class this afternoon. Plus, must make flyers for GIS day. Also, not panicking about trying to squeeze in 9 interviews with arts people before the end of the semester. Not panicking about the amount of work I have left to do before finals.
Okay, that's not true. I am panicking.
And my hair stinks.
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2 comments:
Sounds like it's time for perfume.
Don't panic. You still have Thanksgiving weekend to catch up on your work before finals. The turkey will understand. Your mother might not, but priorities!
I don't think you stink. ("I don't think Mom thinks you're a dork") But that probably doesn't make you feel better.
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