hmmmmm...UPDATE
Let's talk about why I'm up at 4:10am. It's simple really...I'm writing a fucking proposal for a fucking professor who ripped up my last fucking one in front of me in a fucking grand gesture of rejection. That's the basic ins and outs of that one.
The Details: We invited President Carter to campus. he came. we met. We hugged. We kissed. Now we're submitting a proposal to the Carter Center to send a delegatio to Israel-Palestine because he said he'd foot the bill (yep). Soooo I'm writing it. but it was late to the prof last time, and he didn't like one of my ideas so without reading it he ripped it up in front of me. Never in my LIFE has anything like that happened to me.
The Dilemma: I need to send it in Sunday morning, but I'm afraid to fall asleep and oversleep...conversely, I'm convinced that he will judge me if I send it in at 4:15am, because he's already sent me a snide email about it. SO I'm paralyzed by indecision. (Sidenote: who in the hell acts like this much of a dick about a deadline after i've brought the FUCKINGFORMERPRESIDENTOFTHEUNITEDSTATES to our campus???)
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In other news a)I'm on the verge of resorting to prostitution I'm so broke. 2) I will be in Philidelphia starting Thursday. c) I fell deeply and passionately in love with a french bulldog puppy that I named Marie Antoinette. We're soul mates.
Also, please clear the month of July for my birthday. it's going to be like Ramadan. Trust me. I just have to figure out the particulars, but it will be so intense some of you may lose your eyebrows by the time August roles around.
iloveyouallandmissyoumucho
The Details: We invited President Carter to campus. he came. we met. We hugged. We kissed. Now we're submitting a proposal to the Carter Center to send a delegatio to Israel-Palestine because he said he'd foot the bill (yep). Soooo I'm writing it. but it was late to the prof last time, and he didn't like one of my ideas so without reading it he ripped it up in front of me. Never in my LIFE has anything like that happened to me.
The Dilemma: I need to send it in Sunday morning, but I'm afraid to fall asleep and oversleep...conversely, I'm convinced that he will judge me if I send it in at 4:15am, because he's already sent me a snide email about it. SO I'm paralyzed by indecision. (Sidenote: who in the hell acts like this much of a dick about a deadline after i've brought the FUCKINGFORMERPRESIDENTOFTHEUNITEDSTATES to our campus???)
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In other news a)I'm on the verge of resorting to prostitution I'm so broke. 2) I will be in Philidelphia starting Thursday. c) I fell deeply and passionately in love with a french bulldog puppy that I named Marie Antoinette. We're soul mates.
Also, please clear the month of July for my birthday. it's going to be like Ramadan. Trust me. I just have to figure out the particulars, but it will be so intense some of you may lose your eyebrows by the time August roles around.
iloveyouallandmissyoumucho