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I just moved into my apartment.
I was really psyched.
Turns our my mattress had bedbugs.
So instead of investing my weekend into reading my literature homework and drawing my 10 pieces for Graphic Design and Illustration, I have spent all day next to a washer and dryer, running everything through the hot wash and hoping nothing shrinks. I've spent two hours sitting outside getting mosquito bites, waiting for the bug bomb to dissapate. I've spent another hour cleaning the fog off of everything afterwards.
I've got bites over ever area of my body and they just wont fucking heal. Better yet, I've developed some kind of skin disorder around each of them. Fucking skin.
It's only the first week of school. I'm overloaded with homework, and now I'm the fucking Plague, anxious, overwhelmed, and too fucking tired.
Why does this shit happen to me?
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