Dear Girl On Ravelry ( Read more... )

I know that I must have done something to justify you becoming an infernal shit storm clusterfucking mess for the past...oh....5 weeks, but I really REALLY would appreciate if you would let up.

It's all little things, but I promise you They are Adding UP.

Hoping I don't have a breakdown by the end of today,
Me

GrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrAAAAAAAAAAAAAARrrrrrrrrrrgggggggh.

Our syllabus states that papers are expected to have around 250 words per page....I'm averaging somewhere around 350....I'm going to have to write an extra 1000 words for this essay.

Lame. sauce.

It's not really a big deal--except for the fact that this paper is slowly but surely killing my will to write.

Dear Self,

I can't even describe how much I hate you right now.

I've gone through this hellish night, and I'm still not done with this stupid paper.

Cross your fingers that I get the extension, or even better a sudden burst of inspiration and a second wind.

I suck

stupid frustration

stupid desk

stupid wrist

stupid ice pack

At least it doesn't hurt as much when I type.

2/12 pages finished.

*headdesk

Thank you brain, I'm so glad that you decided to take a day off. That's incredibly helpful.

Way to go on your three weeks of fail.

If I've finally pissed of that professor, I swear I'm going to drop out of life. Like, tomorrow.

For now, I think I'm either going to knit something, or go try not to cry myself to sleep. That would only make this feeling worse.

So, that sore throat from yesterday isn't better. I'm not sure if I'm actually sick, or suffering from an ungodly allergy/stress/too little sleep/slight cold mash-up ( Read more... )