Yuckiness
Ugh.
I'm trying to finish this take-home final essay that's due tomorrow at 5pm and I can't concentrate on it for the life of me. I've got a pitifully low word count and I'm not even sure where I'm going with any of it.
On top of it all, I've wasted most of today reading stuff about what's going on down in Virginia at Virginia Tech and it's really depressing me and making me angry at the same time. Not to mention that I have a splitting fucking headache and feel like I'm going to fucking puke at the same time. I haven't felt like this in a while, and I fucking hate it.
God, I want to crawl under a rock somewhere.
I'm trying to finish this take-home final essay that's due tomorrow at 5pm and I can't concentrate on it for the life of me. I've got a pitifully low word count and I'm not even sure where I'm going with any of it.
On top of it all, I've wasted most of today reading stuff about what's going on down in Virginia at Virginia Tech and it's really depressing me and making me angry at the same time. Not to mention that I have a splitting fucking headache and feel like I'm going to fucking puke at the same time. I haven't felt like this in a while, and I fucking hate it.
God, I want to crawl under a rock somewhere.