Oh, holy crap, I am screwed. Majorly. It is almost 11:30 at night and I have written approx. 200 words of the 4-6 page essay that I have to hand in at 1 p.m. tomorrow. I just opened my fourth can of Coke of the day, I'm eating half a bagel (because Sunday is bagel day), and my stomach is rumbling in a not-so fun way. I have several thousand
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