Life's Gonna Turn Just a Little Unkind
A few months ago, in October, I got food poisoning on a Sunday night. I missed all of my Monday classes, and as a result told my sisters that I couldn't go to the ATO mixer on Tuesday - I needed the time to do homework. I stayed home, got as much done as I could, didn't manage to actually finish anything, and was regaled the next day with stories and pictures of just how awesome that mixer was and it was such a pity I had to miss it.
Paixao's birthday was today. I got the notifs on the reserve post in my inbox, I checked an app - the others turned around too fast for me to catch - I saw the comm posts, and I heard firsthand how great everything was going.
I spent the entire day working on a project that I'm presenting tomorrow. I'm still not done.
Parallelism. It's not just a literary device anymore.
Let's be totally honest here: I've got nobody to blame for this one but myself. I volunteered to go first. I took a day trip on Friday instead of working. I honestly don't have the greatest work ethic either - I do procrastinate, and I get distracted. I also managed to bite off more than I could chew.
Strangely enough, none of this is making me feel better. Funny how that works, huh.
Before tomorrow, for this class alone, I need to:
- Read three articles
- Write responses to said three articles
- Print said responses and post them on Blackboard
- Either create a new blog or do some major maintenance on Typo Away, to include a new entry
- Do notecards for my presentation
- Figure out how to annotate a YouTube video
- Do an annotated bibliography for my presentation
- Figure out what a formal prospectus is
- Do a formal prospectus for my presentation
Between this class, my thesis class, three jobs, an internship, and my sorority...hell, I'll be amazed if I survive this semester, let alone with a social life.
And I get into these messes alllllll by myself.
Between this, worrying about the future and job applications I may or may not but really should do - I Can Has Cheezburger is hiring, did you know that? - and gorram RP pressure that I am putting on myself, including another bout of insecurity brought on by the eternal question of am I doing it right, I...hell, I might just go to bed. Goodness knows I don't sleep enough.
Paixao's birthday was today. I got the notifs on the reserve post in my inbox, I checked an app - the others turned around too fast for me to catch - I saw the comm posts, and I heard firsthand how great everything was going.
I spent the entire day working on a project that I'm presenting tomorrow. I'm still not done.
Parallelism. It's not just a literary device anymore.
Let's be totally honest here: I've got nobody to blame for this one but myself. I volunteered to go first. I took a day trip on Friday instead of working. I honestly don't have the greatest work ethic either - I do procrastinate, and I get distracted. I also managed to bite off more than I could chew.
Strangely enough, none of this is making me feel better. Funny how that works, huh.
Before tomorrow, for this class alone, I need to:
- Read three articles
- Write responses to said three articles
- Print said responses and post them on Blackboard
- Either create a new blog or do some major maintenance on Typo Away, to include a new entry
- Do notecards for my presentation
- Figure out how to annotate a YouTube video
- Do an annotated bibliography for my presentation
- Figure out what a formal prospectus is
- Do a formal prospectus for my presentation
Between this class, my thesis class, three jobs, an internship, and my sorority...hell, I'll be amazed if I survive this semester, let alone with a social life.
And I get into these messes alllllll by myself.
Between this, worrying about the future and job applications I may or may not but really should do - I Can Has Cheezburger is hiring, did you know that? - and gorram RP pressure that I am putting on myself, including another bout of insecurity brought on by the eternal question of am I doing it right, I...hell, I might just go to bed. Goodness knows I don't sleep enough.