Sep 27, 2004 17:57
eep. entry-ing has magically changed or something.
its wider and eye-hurty.
i hate work.
did taxes. yay. $5.
should do essay. worth 20%. i'll do it all tonight - and stay up till 6:00am tomorrow doing it. As all essays should be done. By sleep deprived, irritated and nervous wrecks.
fucking fucking fuck fuck :(
i hate being guilt tripped.
millie just rang and wants me to come get drunk. because i didnt the other night.
its hard enough to gather up the energy to concentrate on this stupid essay - even without the temptation of having fun and getting drunk.
going now