9:15pm and Lynsey is still at the essay
But i did have to go to class and then home for dinner and then to drama so its ok. I worked up until about half past 2 and have 1599 words. I was quite pleased seeing as I really have no idea about the topic. French Rev stuff is just so awkward and hard to take in. I've even resorted to saying something about Napoleons youth. I suck. I really do. I went to my history seminar at 3pm and even owned up to having not handed in the essay. The guy said he admired my honesty so that cheered me up a tad. I felt I should quiz him following the seminar so I could try to improve my essay if i could. I have a really bad feeling about it now because i just read over it and it seems not too bad. Thats always a bad sign. If i tihnk i've done well I always do horribly. And it works the other way around too. I put no effort into a philosophy essay I did last semester and got a really good mark for it!
Or maybe thats because philosophy is a pile of shit. Deep, well thought out, philosophical shit, but shit nonetheless.
Beth just turned down a polo, how dare she! I must wreck a terrible vengence on....... nah im just kidding. Just means she doesnt get any ice cream later on ;) mwahaha!
There are actually, i think, only 3 people who regularly read my journal anyway so i shouldnt bother with my grade A humour. ALex will be analysing my every word to make sure im a happy girlfriend, Beth will be thinking 'what a bitch, i really wanted some ice cream' and Katy may very well be throwing up... but hey, you'll have that healthy glow my dear! The one people keep telling pregnant people they have.... again and again.
So you 3, and any others (please put a comment if you arent any of those people, it really will brighten up my sad little life) I must finish this essay, or at least improve it slightly. TOmmorrow I shall come to the library early and go over it and stuff. I'll print it off tonight and read it and note down anything i need to change/delete/cry into my pillow about because its crap, CRAP i tells ya!
Ok now im going mental.
Or maybe thats because philosophy is a pile of shit. Deep, well thought out, philosophical shit, but shit nonetheless.
Beth just turned down a polo, how dare she! I must wreck a terrible vengence on....... nah im just kidding. Just means she doesnt get any ice cream later on ;) mwahaha!
There are actually, i think, only 3 people who regularly read my journal anyway so i shouldnt bother with my grade A humour. ALex will be analysing my every word to make sure im a happy girlfriend, Beth will be thinking 'what a bitch, i really wanted some ice cream' and Katy may very well be throwing up... but hey, you'll have that healthy glow my dear! The one people keep telling pregnant people they have.... again and again.
So you 3, and any others (please put a comment if you arent any of those people, it really will brighten up my sad little life) I must finish this essay, or at least improve it slightly. TOmmorrow I shall come to the library early and go over it and stuff. I'll print it off tonight and read it and note down anything i need to change/delete/cry into my pillow about because its crap, CRAP i tells ya!
Ok now im going mental.