Jan 18, 2005 23:45
I. Am. So. Fucking. Dead.
English Lit coursework final deadline tomorow. What with all the shit thats been happening lately, I hadnt got around to doing it. I planned to get the question tonight and just pull an all-nighter. But the college intranet is down, so I cant access it from home. I'm fucked. Why isnt it last year? Back then, I had the numbers for about ten of the people in my class,so I could have just found out what I had to do, but noooooo, I have a bunch of fucking first-years that are too intimidated to fucking talk to me!
Nicola Gash (Funny name, nice woman, wants me dead.) rang again today. I listened to the message she left, sounded deadly serious. Deleted it so my parents never heard it, same as I did yesterday (I feel like bloody Ferris Bueller or something - Save Paddy!). I honestly dontknow what I'll do now. I'll have to drop English, which means I'll be a part-time student, and since I'm not doing wonderfuly in my other classes, likelihood is they'll throw me out of college because they dont want A) underachievers or B) part-timers.