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I feel like every time I attempt to say that something is going well, something will happen to fuck it up. Today, that something is my brain. My brain has suddenly decided to stop wanting to help me get prepared for my meeting on Thursday. I know I can´t prepare tomorrow and that my only chance not to make a fool of myself is to go through a lot of background material today, but I can´t seem to focus. Instead, my brain is making all these attempts to not only get out of re-reading the Norwegian history of development aid, but it´s also attempting to get me to skip martial arts, telling me that it would be so much more comfy just to stay home. I can even skip my first lecture this year, it tells me.
Why, brain? What do you want from me?
Why, brain? What do you want from me?
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Brains suck!
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