I'm breaking down, I'm breaking out
So, it's the last week of classes.
I'm all written out.
I can still write papers; but they all suck severely. Especially for my Victorian Britain class. I love it, but I've got burnout bad.
Looks like I'll have to start snorting cocaine or something to make up for it. Or, y'know, just suffer. I know I'll get them done, and on time; but not without a fuss, or a fight, or another word for whining that begins with "f".
But on the plus side, I just remembered that the new NIN album came out today. So, I'm going to go get it.
No, really. I'm leaving now.
Seriously.
You can stop reading any time now.
I'm all written out.
I can still write papers; but they all suck severely. Especially for my Victorian Britain class. I love it, but I've got burnout bad.
Looks like I'll have to start snorting cocaine or something to make up for it. Or, y'know, just suffer. I know I'll get them done, and on time; but not without a fuss, or a fight, or another word for whining that begins with "f".
But on the plus side, I just remembered that the new NIN album came out today. So, I'm going to go get it.
No, really. I'm leaving now.
Seriously.
You can stop reading any time now.