I was late to work.
It took me 3 hours to get to work.
It took me 3 hours to get home from work yesterday.
The book that I put on hold for myself, had its cover ripped by the store clerk when I went to get it yesterday.
I drank a pitcher full of coffee that made me feel like the world is ending.
I feel behind, so behind on work, when in reality I've been behind anyways for ages!
I feel distressed all day today - because I was late. I wish I could have taken the day off or worked from home, but I had guests in my house.
I am worried about weight gain because I had too much caramel popcorn yesterday.
I hate deadlines :(.
I wish I had time to apply to more jobs. I haven't applied anywhere for two months.
I haven't done any running for a week.
Oh boy, the world is really ending.
:(
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