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And so it is 5 pm and I've written a whole three pages on my Giant-Paper-of-Doom. In reality, I'm hoping to be able to get six pages written today/tonght and six more pages written tomorrow so all I have to do is write three pages on Monday and go back over things in review. I took a forty-five minute crochet break to enjoy the view out of my window and the sounds of rain. I feel a bit better and have been flipping things around in my head the whole time about this paper.
I decided to take my C++ final as I currently have an A- and I'd rather have solid A in the class as it will help my GPA much more than an A-. I watched the movie for my final exam in my history class last night. I'm going to write the paper on Jacob the Liar (not the Robin Williams version). I'm also going to write my women's studies paper on the birth control movement and the establishment of the Mountain Maternal Health League. Realistically, I have far too much homework to be goofing off even the small amount that I am. This, ladies and gentlemen, is what happens when you piss away your free time in a semester on the internet.
Feeling kinda bummed about some stuff but I'm not sure this is the right place/time/whatever to talk about it. Let's just say that I'm not always as comfortable with things as I appear to be and I wish that weren't the case sometimes. I need to run...I want to check my email before the curfew I set for myself to end my break gets here.
I decided to take my C++ final as I currently have an A- and I'd rather have solid A in the class as it will help my GPA much more than an A-. I watched the movie for my final exam in my history class last night. I'm going to write the paper on Jacob the Liar (not the Robin Williams version). I'm also going to write my women's studies paper on the birth control movement and the establishment of the Mountain Maternal Health League. Realistically, I have far too much homework to be goofing off even the small amount that I am. This, ladies and gentlemen, is what happens when you piss away your free time in a semester on the internet.
Feeling kinda bummed about some stuff but I'm not sure this is the right place/time/whatever to talk about it. Let's just say that I'm not always as comfortable with things as I appear to be and I wish that weren't the case sometimes. I need to run...I want to check my email before the curfew I set for myself to end my break gets here.
