I AM SO AWESOME
i rock so hard right now. anyone who knows me/has been reading my journal for any length of time knows my problems writing papers. how i literally make myself sick with stress over writing them to the point where i can't even function, then i end up buying like 10 red bull and writing the thing overnight on the last possible day (and by last possible day, i don't mean the due date :p).
i would just like to say that this paper is due on april 12th.
i started taking notes from my sources at 10 am. i have worked almost solidly until now - 11 pm (with one 2.5 hour break and about also about 30 minutes to cook me some lonch).
i am not kidding. i am literally about to redo my original outline and begin actually WRITING this fucker.
can you believe it???? i hardly can.
i guess this fire was good for something. (and irony of ironies - i'm writing my paper on the great fire of london and christopher wren's idealistic plan for rebuilding the city)
in other news, my body is officially falling apart. my back is clicking and cracking every day, my right leg/hip/pelvis whatever feels like something is scraping when i move my leg in a certain way. if i sit for a long period of time, i.e. today, moving hurts in that "i'm getting old and achey kind of way".
why must wisdom come with such things?
edit: SIX HUNDRED WORDS, BABY!
i would just like to say that this paper is due on april 12th.
i started taking notes from my sources at 10 am. i have worked almost solidly until now - 11 pm (with one 2.5 hour break and about also about 30 minutes to cook me some lonch).
i am not kidding. i am literally about to redo my original outline and begin actually WRITING this fucker.
can you believe it???? i hardly can.
i guess this fire was good for something. (and irony of ironies - i'm writing my paper on the great fire of london and christopher wren's idealistic plan for rebuilding the city)
in other news, my body is officially falling apart. my back is clicking and cracking every day, my right leg/hip/pelvis whatever feels like something is scraping when i move my leg in a certain way. if i sit for a long period of time, i.e. today, moving hurts in that "i'm getting old and achey kind of way".
why must wisdom come with such things?
edit: SIX HUNDRED WORDS, BABY!