...is when i don't have even the slightest motivation to act on something. not even a simple "come on, just try je"
and that scares me. big time.
dad's not picking up the phone, nor did he reply to my text message. i really need to hear comfort words from him right now *even though i know i won't do half of what he said to me*
i. just. can't. do. it.
i'm stress about this whole presentation since the day the prof gave us the journal to present on. i'm not worried about the presentation itself as i know it'll be over in 20 minutes. i'm more scared in the Q&A session afterwards. they asked killer questions which previous presenters manage to answer, which do nothing to calm me down about this presentation. i know we'll be butchered during Q&A.
Worst-case scenario: we'll be slaughtered clean by the questions. plus our journal talks a whole lot about genetics. something i'm not fond of. something i'm not good at. *why did i always ended up taking subjects/doing presentations/writing up term paper/signing up lab that are genetic-related* grrr.
Even the worst-case scenario does not motivate me to read the journal. i just want to sleep. and wake up probably on friday then? T.T
(now this is what i call complaining. is chanelling out inner negativity)