I wonder how much longer it would take me to graduate if I just skipped every winter quarter? Because, seriously, this time of the school year always sucks.
I don't think I realized just how much work I have and how many papers I have and how much reading I have between now and finals. And I don't even know what I'm doing my final history paper on, and that, unlike, say, philosophy, requires a ton of research; and I really don't know what to write for my history paper due on Wednesday as in, yeah, the day after tomorrow; and, and, and...
It doesn't help that I got sick last week, and couldn't make myself do homework. It also doesn't help that I'm still not really well yet, and still tired. It's nine o'clock and I am so ready for bed.
I don't think I realized just how much work I have and how many papers I have and how much reading I have between now and finals. And I don't even know what I'm doing my final history paper on, and that, unlike, say, philosophy, requires a ton of research; and I really don't know what to write for my history paper due on Wednesday as in, yeah, the day after tomorrow; and, and, and...
It doesn't help that I got sick last week, and couldn't make myself do homework. It also doesn't help that I'm still not really well yet, and still tired. It's nine o'clock and I am so ready for bed.