just your average... er... correction: just your normal... correction: me. |
The last time I had a ton to do for English, I was up until 3 or 3:30 AM, and my mind was past the point of blurring. It was awful. Of course that's also the night there was police action on my street stretching from 4 till 5 or so... I do NOT want to repeat that. I spent all of Physics, study, and English working on getting things for my notecards. I'm not halfway through my sources and I already have at least forty or fifty summaries, paraphrases, personal thoughts (very few of these), direct quotations, and precis... Mostly summaries and paraphrases. This is supposed to be a ten page paper. I'm not entirely sure what I will be cutting... But most of the notes are completely relevant. It's not my fault this stuff isn't common knowledge for most people. What's funny is that people who worked all weekend don't have their notecards done either. I have to write over thirty-six lines of good poetry tonight... That should be interesting. I finished the other part earlier today. I just need to type it. Me? Stressed? No, I've only snapped at everyone for the past few days. A friend to whom I was complaining typed, "::throws an anger management book::" In response... "::throws it back, feels much better::" ::sigh:: I have to get back to work. I'll be working all night otherwise. |