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incidentally, i saw the light at the end of the tunnel today. I was frantically stressed out about not being prepared for a test in a class I didn't like, and worried that I'd do poorly and get a bad mark in the class, etc etc... and it dawned on me... in a year and a half i'm going to have a degree... i'm going to be in the world making my own way... and nobody's going to ask me what mark i had in this class in 3rd year. I'm not applying for Masters right away... so what does it truly matter? It was extremely liberating.
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