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so im updating because i have a paper to write and im procrastinating (whats new?..)
im happy right now but really busy.
i did my laundry last night which is wonderful because now i dont smell like a hamper. and i have clean socks.
i woke up early and read. went to class. came back. studied for my french test. went to french. kicked my french test's ass-- im talking 7 pages of poetry analysis in french. my brain was bleeding when i got out, but im proud. went home. took a catnap. went to work.
now here i am semi-ready (aka not at all really) to write this paper (17th century lit). but its for prof leslie and i have a lot of respect for her so i want to impress her. so i have to make it a good one. and i have to make sure that i get at least a little sleep cause tomorrow is hectic as ass.
here is tomorrow (you dont care but i need to spell things out for myself):
9 30 wake up and shower
10 30 - 11 35 17th century lit-- hand in paper, listen to presentations, TALK about hic mulier and haec vir
11 45 - 12 50 brit lit 2
--eat something, drop off lit books, get french stuff--
1 35 - 2 40 french poetry
3 - 1 work
1 to whenever write brit lit 2 essay
tonight i have to write the essay, go over haec vir and think of something intelligent to say cause shes getting pissed at me for not talking (i hate talking), read 5 keats poems and 4 french poems (malherbe)
it is 1 30.
oh man.
its not even like ive procrastinated up until now and its my own fault that im crunching everything in. i have been so busy. when i get time i either sleep, write in my journal, go to the gym or read something thats not for school for fun (mmm). if i dont do those things i go nuts. like the only thing out of those i have been spending a fair amount of time doing is journal cause id be lost and full (of thoughts) without it.
im going to dublin over spring break... oh man. over presidents day weekend i might be going to arizona :) yay for fun things!
tonight betty (the woman who comes in and watches movies regularly whom i love to death) was so so sad because shes being kicked out of her home in june and so have her roommates, but her roommates all moved out in this past week (the last one went earlier today) cause they went to other old people's homes so now shes by herself whoa long run on sentence but yeah she was crying and shes usually pretty strong for an old woman like i dont even think of her as that old but she was born in 1935 and has a walker and stuff i dont know it made me so sad. she said shes never lived by herself in her life before. isnt that so sad? oh, betty. i wish there was something i could do for her.. i gave her 2 hugs today, but thats all i could do... i hope she felt better for at least a little bit but she said that shes going to miss her roommate because she would always look out the window for her and she always left her television on and shes going to miss the noise. it makes me so very sad....
betty.
if i dont start my paper right now i will die tomorrow.
bye.
g/.
im happy right now but really busy.
i did my laundry last night which is wonderful because now i dont smell like a hamper. and i have clean socks.
i woke up early and read. went to class. came back. studied for my french test. went to french. kicked my french test's ass-- im talking 7 pages of poetry analysis in french. my brain was bleeding when i got out, but im proud. went home. took a catnap. went to work.
now here i am semi-ready (aka not at all really) to write this paper (17th century lit). but its for prof leslie and i have a lot of respect for her so i want to impress her. so i have to make it a good one. and i have to make sure that i get at least a little sleep cause tomorrow is hectic as ass.
here is tomorrow (you dont care but i need to spell things out for myself):
9 30 wake up and shower
10 30 - 11 35 17th century lit-- hand in paper, listen to presentations, TALK about hic mulier and haec vir
11 45 - 12 50 brit lit 2
--eat something, drop off lit books, get french stuff--
1 35 - 2 40 french poetry
3 - 1 work
1 to whenever write brit lit 2 essay
tonight i have to write the essay, go over haec vir and think of something intelligent to say cause shes getting pissed at me for not talking (i hate talking), read 5 keats poems and 4 french poems (malherbe)
it is 1 30.
oh man.
its not even like ive procrastinated up until now and its my own fault that im crunching everything in. i have been so busy. when i get time i either sleep, write in my journal, go to the gym or read something thats not for school for fun (mmm). if i dont do those things i go nuts. like the only thing out of those i have been spending a fair amount of time doing is journal cause id be lost and full (of thoughts) without it.
im going to dublin over spring break... oh man. over presidents day weekend i might be going to arizona :) yay for fun things!
tonight betty (the woman who comes in and watches movies regularly whom i love to death) was so so sad because shes being kicked out of her home in june and so have her roommates, but her roommates all moved out in this past week (the last one went earlier today) cause they went to other old people's homes so now shes by herself whoa long run on sentence but yeah she was crying and shes usually pretty strong for an old woman like i dont even think of her as that old but she was born in 1935 and has a walker and stuff i dont know it made me so sad. she said shes never lived by herself in her life before. isnt that so sad? oh, betty. i wish there was something i could do for her.. i gave her 2 hugs today, but thats all i could do... i hope she felt better for at least a little bit but she said that shes going to miss her roommate because she would always look out the window for her and she always left her television on and shes going to miss the noise. it makes me so very sad....
betty.
if i dont start my paper right now i will die tomorrow.
bye.
g/.