*shakes fists*
Ok...this is not cool at all. I am pretty sure that I am physically incapable of writing my Spring Project. I just can't do it!! Every time I get ready to work on it, nothing at all comes to mind!! Fuck!
I really have no idea what is wrong with me. I know I need to write it. I want to write it. I want it to be the fuck over with because I have all sorts of other shit to do. And yet, here I sit, with 3 weeks of school left, and no motivation whatsoever.
Fuck.
Fuckity fuck fuck fuck.
Cus, y'know, cursing helps. >_>
*sigh* I am entirely sure that I have made a post just like this some time before. Oh well. This is pretty much how my life goes. Damnit. At least the little frustrated lemon helps a bit.
[Edit]: Ok, I am about 2 minutes away from shooting myself. Or, like, hitting my head against something. I don't know. Basically, I cannot think and I cannot sleep. All I can do right now is sit here and think about how completely fucked I am because I have Spring Project to do, plus another stupid Heritage paper, and my ethnography, and about 15 fucking journals for that stupid writing class, and a paper for said stupid writing class.
Fuck fairy tales.
Fuck psychics.
Fuck Millsaps.
Fuck the three Frappucinos, 5 sugar cookies, and bag full of chocolates I had today. I bet they are what screwed me over.
Fuck.
I really have no idea what is wrong with me. I know I need to write it. I want to write it. I want it to be the fuck over with because I have all sorts of other shit to do. And yet, here I sit, with 3 weeks of school left, and no motivation whatsoever.
Fuck.
Fuckity fuck fuck fuck.
Cus, y'know, cursing helps. >_>
*sigh* I am entirely sure that I have made a post just like this some time before. Oh well. This is pretty much how my life goes. Damnit. At least the little frustrated lemon helps a bit.
[Edit]: Ok, I am about 2 minutes away from shooting myself. Or, like, hitting my head against something. I don't know. Basically, I cannot think and I cannot sleep. All I can do right now is sit here and think about how completely fucked I am because I have Spring Project to do, plus another stupid Heritage paper, and my ethnography, and about 15 fucking journals for that stupid writing class, and a paper for said stupid writing class.
Fuck fairy tales.
Fuck psychics.
Fuck Millsaps.
Fuck the three Frappucinos, 5 sugar cookies, and bag full of chocolates I had today. I bet they are what screwed me over.
Fuck.