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Could whoever (whomever? Some English major I am) stole my brain please give it back NOW?

It's 7:37pm on Saturday. I haven't written a word on either of the two papers due on Monday, and my ride is showing up to take me to Jason's in about half an hour. The last two times I've gone to the computer lab, I just sat there in blind panic, completely unable to do a thing. I don't know what I'm going to do. I have 7 (yes, that's right, SEVEN) medium-to-long papers due in the next two weeks, and apparently I've completely forgotten how to write.

Needless to say, this is very, very bad.

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I lost the Dar Williams tickets. That concert was going to be the one bright spot in the chaos that has been my life lately, and I lost the fucking tickets. I think I threw away the envelope by accident when I was cleaning my room in a fit of productivity last week, how ironic is that?

I lost the damn tickets and I have two papers due tomorrow, neither of which are going to get written, one of which is already on extended deadline.

I think I'm having a nervous breakdown. Excuse me while I crawl into a corner and hyperventilate.