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So I worked on my paper for 5 hours last night. I ended up with 2 pages of utter crap (the paper is supposed to be 5 pages). It's due tuesday, and I'm not sure what I'm going to do about it. I basically worked myself up in to a frenzy of tears, where I was swearing to Travis and Mark that I was going to leave school.

I've calmed down a bit, but still refuse to even attempt any more of the paper. I suppose I will just slave Sunday night and all day Monday. I'm also going to e-mail the paper to myself so maybe Travis (wit his english minoring self) will probably be able to offer some really obvious suggestions.

Instead of Travis coming to see me, he's coming to pick me up and take me back to Lynchburg for the weekend. This is definately a relief. He lives in a house with two other people, not a dorm, so we will actually be able to be alone in his room. Also, there is A/C, which will be so nice. He also has lots of awesome friends that will undoubtably make me feel good about myself. It will be a good weekend if I can not think about what I have to do when I get back.

He just messaged me to let me know he is about to leave, he should be here by 6:30 at the latest. I can't wait to see my boy. It's been 3 whole weeks!

Although, I still want to quit college until I can figure out what I really want to do, but apparently I'm "not allowed".