Laughter Through Tears

Ah, fuck this week and this day and my inability to banish negative feelings even though I'm making progress in the immediate sense.

There's a very real possibility that I failed two tests this exam season. Either way, my prospects for the summer are not looking awesome. Of course, the long and short of this is that I have to fight twice as hard not to dissipate into a huge gooey pile of "avoiding thinking about it" which is only too easy.

I could spend the rest of the weekend playing video games or reading fics or listening to Welcome to Night Vale and on Sunday morning my problems would loom no less large. I'm reminded suddenly of that Verne digressions about pouring oil into a strait in storm.

Now I am going to do two necessary things that ought not to be difficult. I will do them by deciding that they are not difficult, and then dividing them into their constituent parts, so that everything that needs doing gets done at the appropriate time. Most importantly I will not say, "I cannot X until I have Y." That never works.