Betimes I impress myself with just how lazy and irresponsible I can be. In my defense, my back really hurts and really hurt yesterday, prompting me to go home early where my very crappy computer makes it damn near impossible to accomplish anything not on a piece of paper AND, I might have been a bit more diligent if my professor was a little bit stricter or less accomodating of hypothetical situations. To my detriment, I watched Dance Moms and went to be early without working on my website or so much as glancing at my ethics assignment. It's a paper. Due the day before yesterday. Extended (by hypothetical grace) to tomorrow. I actually knew about the due date for this one last week and consciously put it off until, not just right before it was due, but right before it was past due but still admissable. And I'm starting it tonight. It is nine o'clock. I am a bad person. I am also supposed to be at work in twelve hours, so it's not optimal time for a paper hangover. Thank God I'm almost done.
I'm actually somewhat more optimistic about how painful this paper will be. Even though it has the same annoyingly formulaic professor, and therefore the same annoying formulaic guidelenes, I feel like I'll have a bit more wiggle room. I might actually have a voice. Am I right? Let's find out. Vamanos!
...I don't wanna do this anymore...
It is very hot in here and I want to go home and am considering taking my F.
It is still very hot. I have almost one paragraph.
So...about the difference between a moral argument and a legal argument...what is it?
It's happening again. I don't have a voice.
I currently hate life.
I am now watching youtube.
Youtube made me hate this paper even more.
Holy shiz it's one o'clock.
I am so angry right now I could punch a baby.
I hate my professor. the end
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