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Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.

It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.

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Sunday, 26 April 2020

Ways to become even less motivated.

Head still being extra painful and fuzzy.  Have done nothing today.  Pretty sure I haven't even opened a game, have just been half watching The IT Crowd, which I have seen before anyway.

Then while eating my dinner of Wattie's instant Sweet and Sour Pork I checked the university site and got my marks back for the assignment I did over Easter.  I did pretty shit.
Is so heard to care about a paper enough to catch up on being almost four weeks behind in the lectures when I am only getting B-s for the assessments.

I guess it is time to de-private this thing and see if the Turkmenistani weirdness has stopped after a week away.

Was also the birthday of my grandmother, less than a week after she passed.
And my other grandmother is in hospital still, but recovering.  The worry that I was going to lose them both in the same week has passed.
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