Day 1: It's Monday?

Hi. It's night now where I am at the moment. I've had quite an exhausting day.

Today I:

Took my Bio Quiz.
6/10 wouldn't be really bad, if my other preceding activities got me high marks. I didn't get high marks. I have to up my study game.

Rushed my editing for DevPsych reporting. Again.
Was it better than last time? Yes. Did I report with my group? No. Did it get moved again? Yes.
I wanted to cry.

Ran back and forth all over the place. Probably mindlessly all throughout.
My dad and brother are still in quarantine, and that means double chores. At least I can do the dishes straight without stopping and gawking, but it would help if I had,, two more hands.

Watched Moxie.
In lieu of my group report taking place, we were asked to watch a movie that focused on the adolescent's socioemotional development. I think Moxie served the purpose well. Although I really love the idea of movies centering around feminism— do you ever just have this ire, this gigil for an antagonistic character? It's really intense. But Moxie is the manifestation of what I wish to be, albeit silently.

I feel a little bit relieved knowing I ticked a few boxes off of my to-do list. It's still piling up, though. For how long have I ghosted my org? Probably a week now. But I don't want to focus more on that and jeopardize my GWA. Man, I wish I started off better.

I hope all goes well after I write this down. Hoping for the best.