But the mass revolt of my brain cells is causing me much distress. What happened to the me barely half a year ago? The emo chick that somehow managed to pull a not-too-shabby thesis out of her ass through epic emoness? Is it really possible to go dumb dumber dumbest in such a short period of time? I can't even concentrate long enough to come up with a blasted 150-word plan. Is that sad or what.
Was it the right thing to do?