grr. . .argh
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bitchy]
I have a major headache because I was working on philosophy in the living room which is the same room in which my brother was watching George of the Jungle 2 on Disney channel, which is a movie so atrociously horrifying that it's beyond distracting (Julie Benz is in it and I kept wanting to yell "Darla, what have you done!") and my brother is sick so he refused to move when I asked him to and I knew I couldn't take the laptop and go elsewhere because then I wouldn't be able to resist the temptation to surf lj so I didn't get anything down and now I want to cry because I'm going to go to philosophy class tomorrow and my professor is going to ask if I finally understand Kant because I ran into him in the hall the other day and told him about my issues with the guy and since I'm usually the first one in the classroom I know he'll ask me about it and I'll have to admit that I'm a lazy-ass student who never does anything until the last minute, if then, and that not only did I not do the chapter on Kant but I never got around to the chapter on John Stuart Mill either and I'm going to feel like a complete idiot and now I wish i had the energy to stay up later but I know I shouldn't just because I feel so crappy but I feel so guilty about not having my stuff done and then I have a sociology test tomorrow and I have done squat to study for it and if you have any doubt about my insanity this evening I don't know why unless you didn't look too closely at this entry because this entire paragraph is one bloody sentence.
Ahem. *breathes in and out* Don't mind me. I've just got angst galore.
ETA: My sister has a 101.1 degree fever. Please don't let me catch this, please don't let me catch this. I'll probably get it this weekend, which is when I need to be working on my presentation for Mass Media class, which I haven't got the foggiest idea about what I'm going to do.
bitchy]
I have a major headache because I was working on philosophy in the living room which is the same room in which my brother was watching George of the Jungle 2 on Disney channel, which is a movie so atrociously horrifying that it's beyond distracting (Julie Benz is in it and I kept wanting to yell "Darla, what have you done!") and my brother is sick so he refused to move when I asked him to and I knew I couldn't take the laptop and go elsewhere because then I wouldn't be able to resist the temptation to surf lj so I didn't get anything down and now I want to cry because I'm going to go to philosophy class tomorrow and my professor is going to ask if I finally understand Kant because I ran into him in the hall the other day and told him about my issues with the guy and since I'm usually the first one in the classroom I know he'll ask me about it and I'll have to admit that I'm a lazy-ass student who never does anything until the last minute, if then, and that not only did I not do the chapter on Kant but I never got around to the chapter on John Stuart Mill either and I'm going to feel like a complete idiot and now I wish i had the energy to stay up later but I know I shouldn't just because I feel so crappy but I feel so guilty about not having my stuff done and then I have a sociology test tomorrow and I have done squat to study for it and if you have any doubt about my insanity this evening I don't know why unless you didn't look too closely at this entry because this entire paragraph is one bloody sentence.
Ahem. *breathes in and out* Don't mind me. I've just got angst galore.
ETA: My sister has a 101.1 degree fever. Please don't let me catch this, please don't let me catch this. I'll probably get it this weekend, which is when I need to be working on my presentation for Mass Media class, which I haven't got the foggiest idea about what I'm going to do.