AHHHHHHH STRESS!!!
Mar. 20th, 2006 05:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tabular_rasaI am not really having the greatest of days today.
The Hiragana Mastery Quiz Test Makeup started just as I walked into the room and I hadn't had a chance to prepare myself by putting on Carmex and re-tightened my wristwatch wrist-tie-ribbon or sharpen my pencil or even write my name on the damn paper like they told us to in advance and so consequently I pressed way too hard and got way too compulsive and kept having to keep re-writing and re-erasing and re-writing and then I picked up my Introduction to Political Theory II paper and I got an 83% again and that just pisses me off and I don't have time to go in to talk to him about the third paper because I barely even have time to WRITE the next damn paper and Tiffany will be here and so that cuts out my weekend time and so that means I have to write it during the week which means I can't even write it as good as those damn 83% papers and it doesn't even matter anyway because I've just given up and I figure I might as well just at least not write the last paper because it's going to be the same exact thing anyway and I'll be stressed out anyway and I know I'm going to fail gloriously the next Psychology Examination, too, because I can just feel it, I just know I'm going to, and Philosophy is just so pointless and annoying at this point and it's only pass-fail and even if it wasn't I don't know if I would even do that well on it anyway as after all I have no idea what I have got at this point in there, and my sweater was very hot today and though I liked it it was shapeless and my boots rubbed wrong and rubbed the back of my foot, my ankle, all raw, and why it's just one ankle I'll never know, and I was so hot in here I actually opened up the damn WINDOW, and just put on a tank-top, because it's so hot, and it's only like 40 degrees outside, or something, and people need to just chillax and no one wants any food.
That's the one good news in my day, though: I got a big package of food from Grama! Yea!
The Hiragana Mastery Quiz Test Makeup started just as I walked into the room and I hadn't had a chance to prepare myself by putting on Carmex and re-tightened my wristwatch wrist-tie-ribbon or sharpen my pencil or even write my name on the damn paper like they told us to in advance and so consequently I pressed way too hard and got way too compulsive and kept having to keep re-writing and re-erasing and re-writing and then I picked up my Introduction to Political Theory II paper and I got an 83% again and that just pisses me off and I don't have time to go in to talk to him about the third paper because I barely even have time to WRITE the next damn paper and Tiffany will be here and so that cuts out my weekend time and so that means I have to write it during the week which means I can't even write it as good as those damn 83% papers and it doesn't even matter anyway because I've just given up and I figure I might as well just at least not write the last paper because it's going to be the same exact thing anyway and I'll be stressed out anyway and I know I'm going to fail gloriously the next Psychology Examination, too, because I can just feel it, I just know I'm going to, and Philosophy is just so pointless and annoying at this point and it's only pass-fail and even if it wasn't I don't know if I would even do that well on it anyway as after all I have no idea what I have got at this point in there, and my sweater was very hot today and though I liked it it was shapeless and my boots rubbed wrong and rubbed the back of my foot, my ankle, all raw, and why it's just one ankle I'll never know, and I was so hot in here I actually opened up the damn WINDOW, and just put on a tank-top, because it's so hot, and it's only like 40 degrees outside, or something, and people need to just chillax and no one wants any food.
That's the one good news in my day, though: I got a big package of food from Grama! Yea!
