swamped

I don't feel too good.
Morale factor: zero.
I feel like Scotty has beamed me back to two or three months ago in a bad Star Trek pun.
Uni work is mundane and unrewarding, therefore I am putting it off as much as I can. Bad Jess.
Work experience is unethical, unfulfilling and unpaid, therefore I will arrive on Friday morning with a stinky attitude and leave there at midday with a stinky headache. Sad Jess.
Friends, family and significant other (esp. significant other) are great, fantastic, supportive, *insert as many superlatives as you possibly can in here*. Glad Jess.

But I still feel stagnant. I hate that feeling with a passion. It gets me down. Stagnancy makes me feel like I'm not worthy, I'm not productive, and *gasp* I'm a failure.

I don't know whether it's hormones or just another funk. But either way it doesn't feel good.