Current mood:	crazy
Current music:	Objection (Tango) - Shakira

Late night stressing
Watch as I entertainingly talk myself down from panic. Late at night tends to have me sorta diverge. :P

What'm I gonna do, what'm I gonna do??? I'm soooo not prepared for this final!! *paces in circles for an hour* Okay, okay. You're up late, and you're journaling. Pull yourself together, woman. You can do this. I swear. You've done it before, right? Right. Okay, then. Step one, for the love of all that is small and fuzzy and rodent-like, stop pacing! Pacing gets nothing done. Step two, work on your sheet tomorrow morning. There's nothing you can get down now that you're an emotional wreck, you'll only hurt yourself. Got that? Very good.

Now, proceed as though everything is going really well. Even if you aren't prepared, you can study tomorrow until you are. Your Psych exam is secondary. Secondary, I tell you. You must pass this business law exam or I will never ever forgive you. Which is...forgiving myself...I guess? It's too late at night to bother with details. Just go lay down and turn off the light and chill. 'Kay? Do that for me? Trust me, it'll help.

No, not after you read your friendslist. Now.

But but but corporations and liability and and and....

Stoppit.

If I were saying this out loud, I'd probably get committed right about now. Sheesh!

Gone crazy, be back...um...some other time.