6 AM

Oh hi, how are you? Why am I up so early, you ask? Well. Let me see...

I NEVER WENT TO BED.

Mmm, yeah. I ache all over, and I'm still not done with my wretched final paper. Stupid two parts. Stupid Japanese history. AGGGHH. I want to rest my head on a pillow and close my eyes and drift off into sweet, delicious sleep. I'm so close to being done. Just a LITTLE more information (read: BS) and then this will be over. OVERRRR.

I think I'm losing it. I'm so exhausted. I'm so tired that I don't feel tired. Everything is just a blur. But listening to the Wicked soundtrack makes me happy.

WHY AM I BLOGGING WHEN I SHOULD BE WRITING MY PAPER?
Ahhhh.

A small burden lifted off.

SO, I don't feel as screwed as I did several hours ago. Dan, Camille, Vicky and I have decided on what I should do. I am going to take my geology final on its actual date, which is next Saturday. So, the reason why I said tomorrow morning in my earlier post is because my professor is really nice, she scheduled an alternate test date (tomorrow morning) for my class since the actual date is so late. So I think most people are taking the exam tomorrow morning, but because this paper is just so awesomely kicking my butt, I am just going to take it on Saturday. Dan was planning to leave for NYC on Saturday anyway, so it kind of works out.

But yeah, I guess that works. Kind of. I've written 2 pages so far... 6 more to go. Ackk.
Must go read up on the Japanese history I should have been learning in class this past semester. HAHA. I am such a bad student :p

Why does life hate me so?

I am such an idiot.

Earlier today, after wandering around for a considerable amount of time looking for a place to study, I discovered that the final paper I have to write for my Traditional Japanese history class (which I would like to mention is due TOMORROW) is actually supposed to be 8 pages long; not the 4 pages I had originally thought it was supposed to be. Wow, that was a really long sentence. So yeah. This take home final exam has two parts. I thought that it was two questions, and we had to choose one to write about. Man, I was so misled. I should have read the assignment carefully. Epic fail on my part. Sheesh. And on top of this paper, I also have to study for my Geology final (4 more chapters to study, oh JOY) tomorrow morning. So I pretty much felt everything crashing down on me when Camille told me the dreadful news about the final paper. Good thing Camille told me when she did, or else it would have been a total disaster if I had, oh I don't know, found out TOMORROW. That would have been even worse...

Life hates me. It really does. UUUUURRRGGGGHHHH.

Screw this, I'm just going to be a housewife.

If I ever uttered, or even thought of mentioning such an idea, I think my mom would slap me up side my head and disown me.

Ok. Maybe not that extreme. But she would not be very pleased that my [almost] four years of college has led me to become a housewife. Not that there is anything wrong with being a housewife. I wouldn't mind being one. It's just that being from the kind of family I come from, I am expected to be both a housewife and a career woman. And let's throw in mom just for the hell of it. I mean, my mom is able to do all those things, so why not me? Why. Not. Me.

I am very tired. My back aches. My eyelids are screaming to be closed. My shoulders are slumped. My posture is absolutely terrible. This paper just cannot seem to wrap itself up. I've written 8 pages, and I need two more so I can finally be done with it. But I feel like I've been drained and squeezed of any possible information I can write about. Actually, I feel like all I've done for the entire paper is write from the book. I haven't really been paying attention. For all I know, I just paraphrased my sources and made it into a paper. I don't know. I think I am losing my ability to write coherently.

I hate writing papers.

I'm much better at ranting on blogger. I think.