The 721st post on an early and random friday morning of 2007.

I have a mid-term paper due in a couple of hours and Im barely halfway done.
Snort.
Feel like giving up already. Like the devil in me is telling me that it's ONLY 10% of the entire grade, what's the big deal?

But no! I will not succumb to such behaviour as to give up on my school work! 10% can determine whether you get that A or B, or even a pass or a fail.
Pardon the rambling. Kind of cranky now.


I hate it. That I'm in this state of mind once again. I'm pretty convinced that something is just not right that I'm at it yet again. It just never goes away. Like it'll be nice and dandy for awhile. Then it'll just hit you hard from nowhere. And I hate it that it doesn't bother you at all. Perhaps that's a good thing that you aren't bothered. Thank you for being so patient. I'll just sleep on it for now. Goodbye.