Okay, I've officially reached my end-of-semester slump, when, in spite of the mountains and mountains of grading I have to do, I stare into space, look on facebook, read the news, call my sisters, text Kory, do anything, ANYTHING, but what I need to do.
I must snap out of this, because, on top of the grading, I have a paper and a take-home final to turn in on Thursday for my last--yes LAST--PhD course of my entire life. Provided I pass it, which seems a little iffy at the moment.
I'm sure I will start to care sometime in the next two hours. It has to happen.
Merry Christmas.
I must snap out of this, because, on top of the grading, I have a paper and a take-home final to turn in on Thursday for my last--yes LAST--PhD course of my entire life. Provided I pass it, which seems a little iffy at the moment.
I'm sure I will start to care sometime in the next two hours. It has to happen.
Merry Christmas.
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