It's almost June.
It's supposed to be spring.
Boo. boo. boo.
Why, Utah, why?!?!?!
Monday, May 24, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
tick tick tick
I'm stressed.
(Not angry, mind you, just stressed).
And I'm not even really stressed about school. I'm stressed about moving and responsibility and projects and things I want to accomplish outside of school.
And all of this is made worse by the fact that my room is a disaster.
But I'm moving on Thursday. And I'm going to try and not take my messes with me.
Here's to fresh starts and clean carpet.
Monday, March 29, 2010
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!
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!
There is (no) beauty in the breakdown
Maybe I'm just an idiot.
Or maybe the Periodicals Section of the library is really as confusing as it seems.
I swear I looked in the right section (AP 63 . C6697 Bry7QN E=mc{squared}).
Three times.
Dewey would not be proud.
Not at all.
And of course I would be doing this at 10:30 at night, when there are no kind attendants to help me find what I'm looking for.
Not their fault. Mine for procrastinating everything in life.
Goodbye my darling bed. It looks like we wont' be seeing each other for about 4 days.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Friday, February 26, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
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.
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.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)