So basically if I make it through tonight and tomorrow, I'll be done with school. Aside from exams. But those don't count, right? Sure...
I've got two papers due in the morning, for the same class. One because I procrastinated doing it all semester (we had to write a response to a poetry reading. We have one every Thursday.) So that's really my own fault. Then I've got an 8-10 minute speech due in the afternoon. Which I haven't started. And I haven't been to the last two classes so I don't know what other people have done. That's how I usually gauge myself. But I suppose I'll just slap something together. I'm kind of past caring right now, which is terrible to say...
John and Minda broke up. I knew it was going to happen sooner or later. They were going crazy being with each other. One minute everything was all snowflakes and rainbows and the next it was like WWIII in our living room. Except like...with emotional warfare instead of actual violence. They never yelled at or hit each other. It was more a test of wills to see who would apologize first for doing something to piss the other one off. Which gets old in a relationship. FAST.
Is it bad that, selfishly, I didn't want them to break up? This means he won't be around. I had fun when he was around. Oh what to do...well, get over it I guess. Sigh. I'm so lame!!!
Lord. So much work. It'll take a miracle...
I've got two papers due in the morning, for the same class. One because I procrastinated doing it all semester (we had to write a response to a poetry reading. We have one every Thursday.) So that's really my own fault. Then I've got an 8-10 minute speech due in the afternoon. Which I haven't started. And I haven't been to the last two classes so I don't know what other people have done. That's how I usually gauge myself. But I suppose I'll just slap something together. I'm kind of past caring right now, which is terrible to say...
John and Minda broke up. I knew it was going to happen sooner or later. They were going crazy being with each other. One minute everything was all snowflakes and rainbows and the next it was like WWIII in our living room. Except like...with emotional warfare instead of actual violence. They never yelled at or hit each other. It was more a test of wills to see who would apologize first for doing something to piss the other one off. Which gets old in a relationship. FAST.
Is it bad that, selfishly, I didn't want them to break up? This means he won't be around. I had fun when he was around. Oh what to do...well, get over it I guess. Sigh. I'm so lame!!!
Lord. So much work. It'll take a miracle...
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well, just keep in mind that it's almost over and it wont really matter anymore by the time it gets to be tomorrow. (well, after the speech anyway)
if it makes you feel any better, im just sitting in my room studying non-stop spanish until tuesday night. (except to check SG about every half hour
And ill be there next semester, so all is glorious........after tonight