why do i keep caring?!

When I was in pre-calculus, I would draw doodles of my textbook dying in various ways: stabbed by a knife, lit on fire, drowning.

That was nothing compared to what I'd like to do to 391.....

......I hate it more than physics.

There, I said it.

I didn't think it was possible, but boy, a semester of no sleep and far too much Benson face time proved me so, so, so wrong.

Get me out of here!

this backpack's too heavy.

I just can't do it all, okay?
Even when I get everything done that absolutely HAS to be done, there are still papers due in a week that should be started, visiting teaching that should be done, stewardship interviews that should be done, cleaning that should be done, studying that should be done, thermometers to be rewired for the fourth time, quizzes to redo, French resumes and cover letters to write, etc. etc.
And then all the guilt I feel for always complaining or whatever when everyone around me has just as much going on, but is somehow able to be much more cheerful about it all.

For some reason I thought that college would get easier the further in you get.
Wrong, wrong, wrong.

*sniff*

Today I was that girl in the testing center. The one that kept sniffling every ten seconds.

No I was not having a breakdown (my test actually went pretty well).

I was just a girl in the front row, with a not-exactly-congested nose, without a tissue.

ps: I hate people that do that. I am such a hypocrite.

Hold on, if you feel like letting go.

We're all thinking it, so I'm just going to say it:

I hate finals.

My brain is turning to mush.

This one's for Jody

I just found out i have no life for the next two weeks because i GET to read a seven hundred page book that i reeeeeeely don't want to read and then i GET to write a seven page paper on it that i don't reeeeeeely want to write.

tell me how i didn't know this was due in two weeks from now? (actually, it was originally due in one week, but the professor extended the due date today to two weeks from today.) i couldn't be more thankful for that extra week, but serrrrrioussssslyyyyyy...with everything else i have to do where am i going to find time for this???

i blame the syllabus and its faulty, mis-leading informational due dates.

meh...i need a hug. or the ability to stop time for two weeks.

i promise i'll be back in two weeks with some happy news. until then, chao.

oh, here's a good piece of news. i did very well on the listening exam i talked about in my last post. wahooo!

xoxo

- Jody