I'm freaking out. I'm in the 8th week of a 10-week quarter and the end is kinda near. I can't seem to focus on what to do first. So I copped out. I decided to write this.
No excuses. I work better under pressure, although my face breaks out. I start scratching myself and getting irritable. But still, the final product is always worthy of high praise.
I especially like teamwork. Working with Maria and Moav is a piece of heaven. Right now, we're writing a counseling script for a patient with hypertension. When we act it out, that patient will be me.
Right now, before I actually become that patient for real, I need to take a deep breath and know it will all be okay.