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So... Thanksgiving break was nice. My friends and/or family managed to refrain from killing each other, which was nice.
New Crossing Jordan last night made me uber-happy. Yay! If only I hadn't been writing a term paper while watching it and thus somewhat distracted it would have been perfect.
I finally just finished my term paper for Eng 300. Which is a good thing, since I have to turn it in about three hours from now and I still have to find somewhere to print the bloody thing out.
My immense relief at being done with it is stifled by the fact that I am approximately half past dead. I'm not sure if it's allergies or what, but I'm about ready to say feck it and just shoot myself in the head. But then I would have put all that work into my term paper for no reason, so I guess I'll have to survive long enough to show up and turn it in.
You know what would be great? If I didn't have to rework my term paper by next Tuesday and turn it in again in a different class. I'm not that worried about what grade I'll get on it in Eng because she likes me and probably doesn't actually care what's in the paper at all, but in my gender class I'm afraid she'll take one look at it and realize what horrendous crap it is. (And trust me, it is.)
Blegh. I can't even make myself care right now. I really hope I do not feel like this next week or I'm likely to turn it in exactly the way it is, too short, crappy, wrong reference style, and all.
It would also be grand if I did not have to do a presentation/speech about my paper first thing in class on Wednesday. Life sucks. I'm going to go die now. I don't think I'll go to any of my classes except for Eng to turn in my paper today. Even though I should go to Soc Theory and see how I did on my test and go to Astr to see if he has the addition to the study guide for the final ready yet.
I guess I can look forward to the fact that Wednesday will be even worse than today. Why doesn't that make me feel any better?
New Crossing Jordan last night made me uber-happy. Yay! If only I hadn't been writing a term paper while watching it and thus somewhat distracted it would have been perfect.
I finally just finished my term paper for Eng 300. Which is a good thing, since I have to turn it in about three hours from now and I still have to find somewhere to print the bloody thing out.
My immense relief at being done with it is stifled by the fact that I am approximately half past dead. I'm not sure if it's allergies or what, but I'm about ready to say feck it and just shoot myself in the head. But then I would have put all that work into my term paper for no reason, so I guess I'll have to survive long enough to show up and turn it in.
You know what would be great? If I didn't have to rework my term paper by next Tuesday and turn it in again in a different class. I'm not that worried about what grade I'll get on it in Eng because she likes me and probably doesn't actually care what's in the paper at all, but in my gender class I'm afraid she'll take one look at it and realize what horrendous crap it is. (And trust me, it is.)
Blegh. I can't even make myself care right now. I really hope I do not feel like this next week or I'm likely to turn it in exactly the way it is, too short, crappy, wrong reference style, and all.
It would also be grand if I did not have to do a presentation/speech about my paper first thing in class on Wednesday. Life sucks. I'm going to go die now. I don't think I'll go to any of my classes except for Eng to turn in my paper today. Even though I should go to Soc Theory and see how I did on my test and go to Astr to see if he has the addition to the study guide for the final ready yet.
I guess I can look forward to the fact that Wednesday will be even worse than today. Why doesn't that make me feel any better?
