Can't blog. Must sleep. Must be up in six hours.
I have an exam at noon. My paper is still kicking my ass. I'm exactly at half. It's a twenty page paper and I have ten pages. It's mocking me. I've tried reading by osmosis, I'm going to try writing by osmosis tonight.
New Petpeeve:
PROFESSORS WHO DON'T ANSWER THEIR EMAIL WHEN GENUINELY OVERWHELMED STUDENTS WHO HAVE NEVER ASKED FOR AN EXTENSION ASK FOR EXTENSTIONS.
I might have to cry if I get the email I've been waiting for since yesterday. Or... Wednesday. Whatever, it's 1:40 and I've been blathering about the working class, contradictions in Galton's eugenics theories and Darwin's theory of intermediate species being crushed (in this case, intermediate meaning the middle class).
If I don't pass out, I will see you all tomorrow. Those of you who have a direct line to God, I would appreciate prayers.
And yes, I'm tempted to go looking for a pair of scissors to defeat paper once and for all.
Lauren.
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