cirdt

i knew i should never have admitted, even to myself, how well the past few days had been going. you'd think that after nearly 2 decades on this planet i'd have learned not to tempt fate. nope. not me.

i got my polisci midterm back today. i slaved on the damn thing. i couldn't have put anymore effort into it, and while i know it sounds juvenile to bitch about that, as i am aware that you no longer get a's for effort in post secondary education, i thought this paper was top-fucking-notch. but apparently i was mistaken. B-. fuckers.
i'm changing my major.

and also had it announced in my drama class this morning that i have an assignment due thursday. this creativity-personal-aesthetic-journal thing. which isn't exactly rocket science, but we were supposed to have been working at it for the last month. have i kept up with this? of course not.
fuck.

so i suppose the theme running through my day would be that i should work harder and stop bitching about it like it's going to change something.

but that would take all the fun out of it.