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so i said fuck it.
its apartant that right now: I can not be social.
i've got too much to do, and i've been fucking myself over.
ok, so i only fucked myself over once, but it was worth 30% of my grade.
i was doing so good, too.
so, i had this huge(well, semi-huge) project due in theatre appreciation. i completely own and completely adore that class. it is due in exactly 15 minutes, and i just woke up.
i'm going to talk to my professor today and explain the mono bit, and add some sassy lines in there. i hope to somehow make it up. it was just a rediculous project, and i had so much to do in that class. test friday and a test wednesday. a project on monday, too? it honestly slipped my mind. and this hasn't happened all semester, and i've made sure to keep on the ball in all my class. i love that class and i can't afford anything less than a C to keep my scholarship.
my father is going to kill me!
this makes me feel rediculous. i realize that my full attention hasn't been to school in the past few days, and that sort of bothers me. i really love it here, and i love it enough to want to stay here. I have to get my shit in order. I have to realize what is important to me, and stick with it.
speaking of getting my shit in order. fmt plays this weekend:
head for the hills where we are bound. straight for the sun.
its apartant that right now: I can not be social.
i've got too much to do, and i've been fucking myself over.
ok, so i only fucked myself over once, but it was worth 30% of my grade.
i was doing so good, too.
so, i had this huge(well, semi-huge) project due in theatre appreciation. i completely own and completely adore that class. it is due in exactly 15 minutes, and i just woke up.
i'm going to talk to my professor today and explain the mono bit, and add some sassy lines in there. i hope to somehow make it up. it was just a rediculous project, and i had so much to do in that class. test friday and a test wednesday. a project on monday, too? it honestly slipped my mind. and this hasn't happened all semester, and i've made sure to keep on the ball in all my class. i love that class and i can't afford anything less than a C to keep my scholarship.
my father is going to kill me!
this makes me feel rediculous. i realize that my full attention hasn't been to school in the past few days, and that sort of bothers me. i really love it here, and i love it enough to want to stay here. I have to get my shit in order. I have to realize what is important to me, and stick with it.
speaking of getting my shit in order. fmt plays this weekend:
head for the hills where we are bound. straight for the sun.