these are the things i can do without
this is a blatant unabashed procrastination entry. i'm supposed to get in a romantic lit paper on sense and sensibility by four o'clock today, which is in a half hour and yeah that's not happening, nor was it ever. i'm pretty nonchalant about the matter, two years of handing in papers late and seeing absolutely no punishment for it has spoiled me immensely. i think i may have had some motivation to finish this thing on time, but this morning after a couple of days of irritating jabs like those of a restless toddler, my period finally hit me like a boulder. not immediately though - in fact i had contentedly got up, gone to the bathroom, washed my face and came back to the room and quite suddenly didn't feel very good. that and i think i'm developing a cold thing. and my breath still tastes like onions. in other words, concentrating is not exactly one of my virtues at the moment, that and i seem to not be able to type (don't ask me why or how i'm writing this). and to think, here i was going to pursue better grades more valiantly to get that esteemed 3.25. but really, with this course load the only reason i wouldn't get a 3.25 is if i just decided to stop going to class. though perhaps i should read more in romantic lit and anne rice, just so i can up my quiz grades.
i'm disappointed that i haven't had a picture of the day in a while. though christina is working on an anime version of yours truly so i might post that when she finishes coloring it. its very cute.
i think i may know why i don't like reading the witching hour. its fucking depressing. its like the fear street books, as cool as the fears got, their lives would always suck because they were cursed. its only those that were content in living freakish and hedonistic lives that managed to salvage some sense of self.
ugh i feel crappy. really damn crappy. and i have no attention span, i keep on getting distracted by random things and i've forgotten several times while writing this what i was doing. i guess i'll be content to write that paper very slowly and haphazardly, but it'll be a while before anything of value comes out of it. slow and steady wins the race. ugh now that reminds me how i had to watch forrest gump for political film, i won't even get started on the social implications of that one.
i'm disappointed that i haven't had a picture of the day in a while. though christina is working on an anime version of yours truly so i might post that when she finishes coloring it. its very cute.
i think i may know why i don't like reading the witching hour. its fucking depressing. its like the fear street books, as cool as the fears got, their lives would always suck because they were cursed. its only those that were content in living freakish and hedonistic lives that managed to salvage some sense of self.
ugh i feel crappy. really damn crappy. and i have no attention span, i keep on getting distracted by random things and i've forgotten several times while writing this what i was doing. i guess i'll be content to write that paper very slowly and haphazardly, but it'll be a while before anything of value comes out of it. slow and steady wins the race. ugh now that reminds me how i had to watch forrest gump for political film, i won't even get started on the social implications of that one.