Sorry for complaining :(
It's the last day of classes. I have a 6-8 page paper due in about 4 hours. I'm not good at this. At all. This is what happened last week when I had to write another 6-8 page paper. I saved it for the super last minute. I have almost 5 pages done, but still...I procrastinated waaay too much.
I stayed at Temple and stayed up writing my paper till 6 in the morning. And then after falling asleep I woke up and threw up at 7. I hate throwing up. I haven't done it in forever and I'm not even sick.
And I left my car unlocked on Temple's campus last night. Stupid. At least nothing was stolen.
I'm a fucking mess right now and I have work tonight. I haven't slept, It's hot and sticky in the tech center so my hair is one giant fuzz. I'm all pale and pasty from throwing up. I have no idea how I'm doing any of this. This weekend at work was a complete understaffed stressed fucking fuck and I don't want to go back there for a long time. But I have to.
This is almost over. And when it comes I'm getting the fuck out of Philadelphia for the weekend. Sorry Philly, it's not you, it's me.
I stayed at Temple and stayed up writing my paper till 6 in the morning. And then after falling asleep I woke up and threw up at 7. I hate throwing up. I haven't done it in forever and I'm not even sick.
And I left my car unlocked on Temple's campus last night. Stupid. At least nothing was stolen.
I'm a fucking mess right now and I have work tonight. I haven't slept, It's hot and sticky in the tech center so my hair is one giant fuzz. I'm all pale and pasty from throwing up. I have no idea how I'm doing any of this. This weekend at work was a complete understaffed stressed fucking fuck and I don't want to go back there for a long time. But I have to.
This is almost over. And when it comes I'm getting the fuck out of Philadelphia for the weekend. Sorry Philly, it's not you, it's me.