Temptation unerring
Fair warning: this is just me complaining. Cause I'm stressed, tired and edgy. You had your warning.
I'm stuck in the library again. It isn't so bad, actually. Except that it's some ungodly hour of the morning, I'm tired and staring at a mound of work that I really need to start doing soon again. Bio exam tomorrow, to top it all off- lovely. Absolutely great- I quickly foresee a long and sleepless night ahead for me. Even better is the next pile of work I need to tackle: presentation for Lang 120 that I haven't even started thinking about yet whose template is due Tuesday, a chemistry presentation on the toxicity of mercury and the brain I need to arrange by Thursday, and a Chem/Calc/Econ exam all staring at me on Wednesday, respectively.
Oh, and did I mention about 2/3 of the material in Bio to go through still?
There is no way I'm going to get all of this done. There's just not enough feasible time. Not enough time at all for me to manage it. I can't do this.
No, I am going to get this done. I will get this done. That's what I need to tell myself. That I will get this done, even if it costs me the next three days worth of a restful night's sleep. Which it likely will. But I will push through this, burn out by the end of Thursday and collapse.
I can do this. No, I can't. Yes, I will.
I can’t wait till next, next Tuesday.
This artificial hell ends then, and I get to go home with Annie. And see all of you people that I’ve missed so very much and those people I haven’t seen yet (you, Ellen, for example). Maybe if I think enough about that prospect I’ll be able to stay awake and continue plowing through this. The musical choice of evening, Blackmore’s Night Wish you were here seems to amuse me with the irony of it.
So, how are you?
EDIT: Well, that was interesting enough to warrant commenting on. I never thought I'd be in the back of a police car at 5 AM. More on that after my Bio exam.