In Which Our Heroine Is(n't) Writing Midterm Essays
Dear Self,
Sooooo, you know that paper that's due on Tuesday? The 5-6 page one due to the intimidating teacher? The one that you were going to do on Saturday, but instead stared at a blinking cursor for six hours before saying "oh screwit" and getting dinner with Tom? The one that you had really good momentum on for a minute on BART and then had to get off and go the rehearsal and lost steam on? Remember that one?
Well, it's still due Tuesday, and it's still not done. And you still have a 2-3 page RESEARCH PAPER DUE ON THURSDAY THAT YOU SHOULD MAYBE PICK A TOPIC FOR. But it's really okay, because at least the show you're stage managing has a lovely email account, Facebook page, and Twitter.
Also, it is now almost 1am.
In conclusion, you're screwed. Good job!
With "love,"
The Logical Side of Your Brain
Sooooo, you know that paper that's due on Tuesday? The 5-6 page one due to the intimidating teacher? The one that you were going to do on Saturday, but instead stared at a blinking cursor for six hours before saying "oh screwit" and getting dinner with Tom? The one that you had really good momentum on for a minute on BART and then had to get off and go the rehearsal and lost steam on? Remember that one?
Well, it's still due Tuesday, and it's still not done. And you still have a 2-3 page RESEARCH PAPER DUE ON THURSDAY THAT YOU SHOULD MAYBE PICK A TOPIC FOR. But it's really okay, because at least the show you're stage managing has a lovely email account, Facebook page, and Twitter.
Also, it is now almost 1am.
In conclusion, you're screwed. Good job!
With "love,"
The Logical Side of Your Brain