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OH GOD TONIGHT I HAVE TO GIVE THE TALK ABOUT VIENNA. I'M GOING TO DIE.
I have the most slides out of everyone. I know in class I'm so confident, but that's because I'm seated on the other side of the professor, not the one up front, in the position of power.
In other news: I HAVE SENIORITIS IN THE WORST WAY POSSIBLE. Instead of doing homework or working on my essays for my senior writing project I wrote three pages (SINGLE SPACED) of fiction. Just...why? Why can't I just do what I'm supposed to do instead of goofing off?
I had to go in for a meeting with my project adviser today and all I had presented to her was a page and a half DOUBLED SPACED. What's WRONG with me? Normally I'm so good at this sort of thing. Being a good student and meeting deadlines and prodoucing good work without sweating too much (with a few notable exceptions). I'm just being a brat because something isn't coming to me as fast as I think it should. I'm just like my mother, fussy because something didn't go exactly the way I wanted it to.
Tomorrow I have this big embodied text due for my women's studies class. I thought about being a freak and bringing in a sketch of my body but then again I don't want people to be like EW. We'll see. Mostly I just want to play around with my water colors.
Also, I overslept my alarm this morning and missed work. I fail.
I give today a D-
I have the most slides out of everyone. I know in class I'm so confident, but that's because I'm seated on the other side of the professor, not the one up front, in the position of power.
In other news: I HAVE SENIORITIS IN THE WORST WAY POSSIBLE. Instead of doing homework or working on my essays for my senior writing project I wrote three pages (SINGLE SPACED) of fiction. Just...why? Why can't I just do what I'm supposed to do instead of goofing off?
I had to go in for a meeting with my project adviser today and all I had presented to her was a page and a half DOUBLED SPACED. What's WRONG with me? Normally I'm so good at this sort of thing. Being a good student and meeting deadlines and prodoucing good work without sweating too much (with a few notable exceptions). I'm just being a brat because something isn't coming to me as fast as I think it should. I'm just like my mother, fussy because something didn't go exactly the way I wanted it to.
Tomorrow I have this big embodied text due for my women's studies class. I thought about being a freak and bringing in a sketch of my body but then again I don't want people to be like EW. We'll see. Mostly I just want to play around with my water colors.
Also, I overslept my alarm this morning and missed work. I fail.
I give today a D-