May 15, 2007 00:07
There. It's past midnight. I'm not done with even half of my assignments for the night.
And people fucking wonder why I'm tired all the time. I started my homework at 8 tonight. Midnight and running on caffiene. Although it's not helping much.
Even if I were to sleep now, I'd have less than 5 hours, so it's not worth sleeping now. Even though I'm tired.
This math problem stumps me:
Mrs. Gampp was 24 years old when Brittany was born. In three years the sum of their ages will be 68 years. How old is each now?
I'm not sure how to do that at all. I was sure I wrote down how to do that problem, but turns I out I didn't.
I need Mrs. Shoemaker's help, but I also have to go down to chrous and cafeteria tomorrow in morning homeroom. If the bus is late, I'm going to fail my math assignment. If the bus is early, I might be stuck there in Mrs. Shoemaker's room having her bitch at me for half an hour. Personally, I think I'm screwed either way.