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The period of writing a thesis is one of the most stressful periods in the student's life. During this time, a person loses most of his nerve cells, and from the number of edits and nagging by the manager, he forgets that such a thing as sleep even exists. And from fatigue and circles under the eyes, pandas will take you for their friend. But in parallel with this, you need to learn to do other tasks, especially when you participate in the life of the college, as a volunteer. And on top, like the cherry on this fucking cake, you are being bullied at home by your own parents. "Do this, do that, and sit with your little brother for half a day. Are you tired? Exams are less than a month away! You do not have time to do anything, you fall off your feet and do not understand why you need all this? Don't talk nonsense. People don't get tired at your age." At that age, you can't have any problems." These are your responsibilities." You're just lazy and making things up."
And here you are spinning like a dog in a wheel, because the squirrel has long since died, but the dog is also on its last legs. You live on nothing but energy and God's help. And at some point, you're done.
Recently, you were sitting at the computer, correcting an explanatory note on the teacher's edits to his own corrections, for which he also yelled at you. You don't pay attention to the dizziness, pounding pulse in the ears and tingling in the chest, because for so many years this condition has become familiar to you. This is not important, you need to work. Your hand has already automatically taken hold of the iron jar of energy drink, and you finish the rest of your drink.
This is your last can.