[mood |
discontent]
In an attempt to keep my mind stimulated as I force out the last few (more than twenty) pages of philosophy I am eating candy canes and drinking a can of coke. I doubt I'll be getting any sleep tonight, no matter what time I finish.
It is imperative that it does not snow tomorrow. It can't snow anywhere in the state of New Jersey, basically. I can't have school cancelled. I don't even want Sociology class to be cancelled. THERE HAS TO BE SCHOOL TOMORROW.
I desperately need to see the last four (yes, I am that far behind) episodes of Veronica Mars. I have already read two different spoilers, both of which I am royally pissed off about. I want to be surprised for once in my life.
In other news, I am a spoiled brat who's not sure what she should do to change that.
Now back to skepticism/utilitarianism/universalism/rationalism/marxism blah blah blah kill me now.
(Look! I have a Westley icon! And it's of my favorite scene and line in the movie!)
ETA: My New Year's resolution is going to be "the hell with procrastination." I am going to come up with some statement that I can post in my room and utter repeatedly until it is ingrained in my skull. The panic is absorbing me and I am losing my ability to focus. I have too much more to do. I'm gonna die.
ETA 2: It is now 1 a.m., I just opened my second can of coke, Weather Underground says there's a 100% chance of snow tonight with it being particularly bad just at daybreak (i.e. just when it'll really affect school) and I haven't gotten much further at all. I think I'm going to cry.