I blame Jack. Or the Captain. Or Malcolm. Or myself. BUT THIS IS NOT OKAY: MAKE IT STOP. Ge mig styrka. 3 hours left at work. Then Ben & Jerry’s and movies and tomorrow I’m going to enjoy not being hungover at work and return to my boring pre-finished-thesis life.
One year ago I was travelling Australia. Diving in the Great Barrier Reef, seeing wild penguins in Melbourne and climbing the Sydney Harbour Bridge. And now? Cold, wet and so much stuff to do, I don’t even know where to start. Thesis is due in two weeks. And I’ve got heaps of work to do. A presentation on Friday and job interview on Monday. Booo.
Just need to get through these two weeks.
The irony of getting a cold at a place where 30 degrees makes you say ”ah finally some cool weather”.
So to whine a bit; no sleep, sick and 8.30 lecture. Study break please get here faster.
Vilopulsen är uppe i 120. Lungorna gör ont, halsen bränner och näsan är täppt. Det är så kul att vara sjuk. Blir nog ingen sömn inatt heller.