So I totally had a government test today that I completely forgot about until I woke up this morning and my first thought was "Fuck. That test is today, isn't it?"
In other words... yeah, didn't study for that one at all. fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
Also, I have to go to the big central library downtown today to work on my term paper for American Lit because I have gotten exactly nowhere with it yet, and that is bad because it's due the 27th. I'm not looking forward to that at all because I have no fucking idea where to start in looking for the reference materials I'm going to need. Hopefully there will be a helpful librarian there. If not, I'm fucked.
Still have no idea where the last couple of books are that I need to finish writing the history section for my
thecityrpg app. Also, still have no ideas whatsoever on what to do for the third-person sample.
I feel like I'm running out of time and money to get all the things done that I need to in the next couple of weeks and it is freaking me the fuck out. idek. I'm really worried about my GPA this semester. I have to keep it at at least a 3.5 to stay in Phi Theta Kappa (I think) and even though I know my grades in cultural studies and math are good, I think I'll probably have a high B in American Lit at best, and before today's test my average in government is somewhere around 85. On top of needing the grade to stay in Phi Theta Kappa, if I get anything below a B in any of my classes my parents - well, my mom really - are going to eviscerate me.
Also: I have $71 to get me through the end of the month, and somewhere in there I have to buy the ticket for the Birthday Massacre concert, as well as get Tasha a birthday present, and keep working on my cosplays which is going to cost me about another $80 at least between now and the con, and also I still have to set aside a second $80 for spending money at the con in order to have enough to be able to do the Spaghetti Warehouse thing on Saturday after the Reborn photo shoot.
I can't seem to get my weight below 132, either. I know my mom won't stop harassing me until I'm closer to 125. Possible solutions: quit eating after 10:00 at night, quit snacking in the afternoon, skip more meals.
*dies*
edit: have some
DINOSAURS IN SPACE to balance the emo ranting