My dreams before waking up this morning were all involving ways in which things I did were the Wrong Things To Do.

Now, because I'm in school right now, they were mostly about school things. And I'm sure that part of it is because it's the end of the semester. But geeze, brain, be a little nicer to me? I'm still having trouble throwing that off.

I think another part is that I'm waiting to hear back about the proposal that I submitted last week when my adviser was unexpectedly away and unable to do a final review. Nervous! Usually, I get things done, and I don't worry. Not this time, probably because it is something that I will still need to work with after, since it'll form the basis for my eventual thesis.

But seriously. I don't suck at life! Stop claiming I do, dreams...