Well, fuck
Apparently I'm either not meant to do my work or I'm being punished. Either way, it doesn't matter. I got as much done as I could get done for my homework for today and I was all set to load it up into my portable hard drive... only to find out I couldn't.
Last night, I had downloaded a facilitator for my homework, which required me to mount it onto a drive or burn it onto a DVD. I don't have a DVD, so I settled with the drive mounting. It seemed to take over the drive letter for my harddrive and no matter what I try to do I can't access the damned drive. And the files are way too big to get on my flash drive.
Oh yes, I couldn't done a lot more work by not socializing Wednesday or... I don't even remember what I was doing Monday. I could've managed my time a whole lot better, thank you very much I don't need it spat in my face. I'm doing what I can, here.
Fuck. Fuck me. I don't know what to do, I'm going to go to class, but, goddamnit, all I want to do is lie on my bed and mope into nothingness. I don't fucking care how emo that is, I just want these fucking projects fucking *behind me,* goddamnit. Even Tuan I could approach with more ease, but this professor, forget it. Perhaps I won't fail the class, but this is not going to bode well for me.
I hate this. I hate what I've done, I hate my faltering in adapting to it, I hate my lack of energy, I hate it all. In a dull, aching, bleary-eyed, ready-to-crawl-under-a-rock way. I hate this. I just want to be a good student again, I don't know what happened to me. How did I get this way? I hate this.
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WORK DAMN YOU!