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This semester can officially be described as the most soul-sucking yet that I have had to endure.
I woke up late this morning...and didn't care.
I have a 4-page paper for EU Pol due online at turnitin.com by 11.59 pm tonight...and I haven't started it yet (I didn't even look at the prompt until late last night).
I have a Shakespeare prompt to type up and turn in online by 11.59 pm tomorrow night...and I've only read half of the first act of Love's Labour's Lost.
I have a quiz on The Way of the Shaman for Myths today...and I didn't read at all.
All I want to do at this point is sleep. I don't feel like writing either, which I didn't realize until this morning while I was ignoring my Early Morning Depression.
This realization was not cool with me at all.
I also realized this morning that I don't want to see anyone today. And by "anyone," I mean my friends. I really hope Luis didn't come with Shels today, because I don' t want to see them. Or Christie. Or any of them. This is completely bizarre for me, because I've never not wanted to see them...for no reason. Usually, if I don't want to see them, it's because I'm dicking around with my writing or some shit like that, and I don't feel like being interrupted...but never just not wanting to see them because I don't want to see them (that feeling is usually and primarily reserved for Jayro).
I'm not sure why I feel this way. Aside from feeling tired, I'm basically apathetic. Yesterday, I was worried about the fact that I had to pay a bill with $50 that I couldn't afford to use, because then I'd be below the minimum balance needed to keep The Bank from taking away more money from my checking account (that I can't afford to lose), because I don't have enough money in said account (I love the thinking there, by the way; "You don't have at least x amount of money in your account? Okay--you owe us y amount of money for not having enough money. And if you keep not having enough money, you keep owing us money you don't have. Cool? Cool. Later, sucker, thanks for letting us hold your money hostage.") I made a deposit yesterday too, though (FU finally fucking let go of my disbursement)--if the Banking Gods are feeling merciful, all will work out.
Once that was all sorted out (kinda-sorta-maybe), though, I couldn't have cared less about anything else.
It feels weird not to give a shit. I mean, I kind of care about my deadline tonight...but not nearly enough as I know I should be caring.
Whatever. I don't know, maybe this is left over from my cold. The lethargy and not-caring-ness. The sudden need for depressing music is possibly a by-product.
...by the way, anyone have any recommendations for depressing music? I don't know how long I'll be stuck like this, so I may need reinforcements.