I am an ass: The lack of preparation for creative writing.
I have creative writing at 11 a.m. and I just got "finished" with my history homework. So I went around looking for the stories I was supposed to read and critique for tomorrow and discovered: I don't fucking have them. Either my neighbor picked them up, or they slipped out of my notebook... I don't know, but I don't have them. And it's too late to blackboard/spam anybody because it'll make me look like shit.
I am very pissed off right now and can only hope that sitting in class saying nothing doesn't become too obvious to anybody. I don't like looking like a person who doesn't put in any effort.
Alas.
Anybody want to grab coffee later this week? When I'm less insane? So the caffeine will up the insanity? Because that's always fun.
I am very pissed off right now and can only hope that sitting in class saying nothing doesn't become too obvious to anybody. I don't like looking like a person who doesn't put in any effort.
Alas.
Anybody want to grab coffee later this week? When I'm less insane? So the caffeine will up the insanity? Because that's always fun.