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[grammargirl]

I was wrong.

It wasn't 7 hours of revisions, it was closer to 11. I just keep sitting here, staring at the screen in a daze, and my brain won't work and the words that were there last night are gone and this is just one fucking thing too many this semester. I jsut want to give up, but my stpid pride won't let me and the tears are coming again in the middle of the biggest computing site on campus and I don't care. How could I have been so fucking stupid? No hard copies. I didn't even e-mail the stupid thing to myself! What the fuck? If the computer had crashed on me or something that would be one thing, but this was completely my own fault. I feel like throwing up.

I really don't think I can fix this in time.

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[quixoticdancer.livejournal.com]

Oh, Melanie, oh, sweetie.

Take a break, now. I think you need to get out of there for a while. Come and see me if you want. I am serious. I'm in the stacks of HAtcher 3 North -- in the juvenile section -- you might know where that is. Go to the second floor reference area, enter the north stacks, take the elevator or the stairs to 3, I'm in an office smushed into the stacks, on the far wall. What's your roommate doing now, or your other firends? I just think you need to get away from the scene of destruction for awhile and get some hugs and support. Then you can look at where you are. So, come see me if you want.

[raptorgirl.livejournal.com]

You can! You already did it once! Go go go go go!