pipistrellafelix | ranting...

Dead. Dead dead dead dead dead. Why is it that the closer I get to a deadline, the more I panic internally, and the less I actually do? It's so hard to get myself to do anything. I can't concentrate on the page. I can't seek out the answers I don't see in front of me, and I'm beginning not to care, and I hate that, I really do, but I'm too tired to fix it now.
I have to finish the questions, lest I screw my study group over--which I refuse to do, since I'm relying on them for the other eight--but oh, I am so tired...
I think I'm going to bed. I'll work on studying in the morning. After all, I have all day tomorrow to study before I die on Wednesday afternoon; and then the evening and next morning before I die again on Thursday.

Oh, I loathe finals week...