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Fuck, I'm so screwed. This stupid essay is due tommorow afternoon and I only have two and a half pages done right now. It's not as if I've been slacking off on it either; I've been spending a great deal of time working on it over the weekend but I was so freaking sick that I couldn't concentrate very well on much of anything. I'd just sit there and write a sentence and then re-write the same sentence at least three freaking times. I have so much to write but nothing is coming to me.
Once I get to the part where I have to describe the impact of the messages on self-concept and other crap like that, it's pretty much just bullshitting... but I just can't seem to pick a good "broad" message to write about. And it's Harry fucking Potter, for cripe sake! >_<;; URGH. Someone just shoot me right now so I don't have to bother dealing with this crap anymore. Eight pages is stupidly long.
Once I get to the part where I have to describe the impact of the messages on self-concept and other crap like that, it's pretty much just bullshitting... but I just can't seem to pick a good "broad" message to write about. And it's Harry fucking Potter, for cripe sake! >_<;; URGH. Someone just shoot me right now so I don't have to bother dealing with this crap anymore. Eight pages is stupidly long.