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Thursday, March 10, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
*sigh*
Homework is plenty, but I need to rant.
It's one of those days where everything goes wrong-- the sleepless nights begin to catch up to you and you start forgetting everything.YOu forget your gov book somewhere two times in the same day when you have homework due tomorrow. Everything seems to be planned today; the asians and the mexicans spawned and multiplied in the streets of tully and capital as if everyone had battle decorations, an orthodontist appointment and wednesday mass to get dirt on their foreheads and a wafer and a sip of alcohol to keep them sane. Now I've officially insulted, asians, mexicans, and catholics in one go. Heinous.
Scholarship essay is due at 11:59 tonight. Life-determining calc test tomorrow. Calc homework. Gov homework due tomorrow (need to get up early so I can have time to copy off of someone. Physio test tomorrow, along with a morbidly obese study guide I need to finish. French homework re-do plus the homework that's due tomorrow. French quiz tomorrow. What the fuck, world?
It's sad, that for the days I completely snap under the pressure, there's no one to talk to... until I just break down--cry, swear, break a few things, cry some more...and then realize how little water I'm getting, how dark the bags under my eyes are, how cold it is in my room; how much of a mess I am. Then I cry all over again.
It's just one of those days I want to shut down. There's so much input--all this stress from all walks of life--and so little output. It's like I'm taking in all this school and grade point average bullshit like a force-fed cow, and it becomes so much that I can't shit it out. What. The. Fuck. World?
It's one of those days where everything goes wrong-- the sleepless nights begin to catch up to you and you start forgetting everything.YOu forget your gov book somewhere two times in the same day when you have homework due tomorrow. Everything seems to be planned today; the asians and the mexicans spawned and multiplied in the streets of tully and capital as if everyone had battle decorations, an orthodontist appointment and wednesday mass to get dirt on their foreheads and a wafer and a sip of alcohol to keep them sane. Now I've officially insulted, asians, mexicans, and catholics in one go. Heinous.
Scholarship essay is due at 11:59 tonight. Life-determining calc test tomorrow. Calc homework. Gov homework due tomorrow (need to get up early so I can have time to copy off of someone. Physio test tomorrow, along with a morbidly obese study guide I need to finish. French homework re-do plus the homework that's due tomorrow. French quiz tomorrow. What the fuck, world?
It's sad, that for the days I completely snap under the pressure, there's no one to talk to... until I just break down--cry, swear, break a few things, cry some more...and then realize how little water I'm getting, how dark the bags under my eyes are, how cold it is in my room; how much of a mess I am. Then I cry all over again.
It's just one of those days I want to shut down. There's so much input--all this stress from all walks of life--and so little output. It's like I'm taking in all this school and grade point average bullshit like a force-fed cow, and it becomes so much that I can't shit it out. What. The. Fuck. World?
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