I've been up all night (because, thanks to weekend on-calls and fire alarms at 3:30am, I'm now nocturnal again), and despite watching the days slip away and these tests barreling at me, I have yet to study for them.

So, I am now looking at a 4-class day when I've skipped just as many in the past two because I couldn't drag myself out of bed for them ( Read more... )

Because I'm pretty sure the last time I checked, it was 9-something, and this is just un-friggin-acceptable ( Read more... )

Like I can afford to lose an hour of work.

I still haven't done any work on my 1000 word essay, made any serious indentations into learning vocab for my French test tomorrow, gone over any of my British Literature, finished reading Robinson Crusoe (and Heart of Darkness) or even touched my Tuesday reading for MAA and my redaction letter for French.

F ( Read more... )

Minutes to midnight and I've yet to start the final paper that constitutes a large portion of my grade due tomorrow half after noon. When I have yet to study for the same class's final, and I plan on attending a study session for my econ final (for Saturday) right before it.

Man, I'm really trying to fuck up my A in Theatre.

*buckles down*

I mean, it ( Read more... )

So Steph peaced out today. I'm sitting here looking at her side of the room that has her *GINORMOUS* bike in front of her stripped down bed and her closet door is closed and devoid of clothes -- because she didn't know what she'd want to wear for a month she she took it ALL home-- and the room feels empty and smaller and sad now.

:(

I didn't realize ( Read more... )

[Kathy icon because I can.]

Sociology. I feel pretty good. Got to have my cheat sheet and all that, I think I got an 85+. If I got an A, I could possibly get one in the class.

Astronomy tomorrow-- a minor F.M.L. only because I didn't pay shit for attention in the last classes of the year. Skipped some, didn't take notes. Yeah. It'll probably bite me ( Read more... )

Saw my last play for theatre today. *sniff, tear* The Last Days of Judas Iscariot. That was some deep, hilarious, vulgar, biblical and blasphemous all in the same breath shit. And MAN was it good!

I'm only pissed because I biked over there early and specifically waited for an hour so I could get a good seat when they

A) opened the doors to seat ( Read more... )

XD

STEPH IS SINGING TANGO: MAUREEN.

And I love her dearly, but she can NOT sing. She actually really knows this, and continues to sing anyway.

I think I'll update this post as the day goes along. I still haven't really studied for a damn thing  yet, and my exams start Tuesday. I have a week until Econ, 6 days until Theatre, 5 days until Trig, 4 days ( Read more... )

Oh, God.

My wrists. My fingers. My forearms.

I will have nubs left come December, I'm sure of it.

Because between NaNo and taking notes and writing so much of every damn thing I think I'm going to rub all the letters off my keyboard, develop calluses on my fingers from where my pen/pencil/quill of my blood rubs constantly and ruin my eyes for staring ( Read more... )

Positive. Be affirmative.

Oh, God.

Nano is ... three days away. I'm so excited for it, and at the same time worried about how my friends will take it after the long story unfolds explaining to them why I'm suddenly addicted to caffeine and scribbling on napkins in the 459 at all meal times because inspiration has struck. (Correct tense? Who cares.)

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