Does Extracting Wisdom Teeth Extract Wisdom?
no, this isn't about wisdom teeth at all. it's about something even more painful--writing a french paper.
i plan to document this difficult process in the hopes it will help me get through the process without staying up all night, which i really don't want to do--in fact, i'd almost consider turning it in late to avoid that.
hfg drama continues, but the tension seems to have been deflated. not sure what to do next.
i'm listening to npr, which is interesting, but i SHOULD turn it off so i can write. i want to hear the news for today, though, so for now, it's staying on. i've written most of the paper in english, but i still need to translate and my thesis isn't solidified yet.
i'll also mention some of the random thoughts i have going through my mind in the hopes they will cease and desist once expressed here in cyberspace. i want to see my friends, tonight, too, since i get lonely all alone in my room. we study together a lot and it usually works pretty well.
i must remember to meet with mr. lawson about an international relations major and with ms. mehta about literary and cultural studies. i may not need to do this until we register for classes in april. i must also remember to leave tomorrow in time for my appointment in palo alto; i hope i can make it back to school in time for dinner, but i don't think that's realistic.
it's 10:14pm and i've turned off the channel 2 news because it got boring. the people in the room adjacent are being way too loud. it's annoying and disrespectful. i'm tired; the sooner i can go to bed, the better. i have a lot of good ideas in my paper, i think, and i'm very close to establishing a thesis. i still need to translate, but i've done a few, little easy words with the "search and destroy (i mean search and replace)" function.
There was some drama today about the cat in Mary Morse's rec room. the ra's want to get rid of it but lorian wants to find a home for it.
I can't remember the last time I wanted to particpate in my own life. I cannot imagine what life would be like without this thousand ton weight on my shoulders. i revile being in school right now. i resent it. i would rather be doing something meaningful in the outside world and having a boyfriend and a real life, which i've never had as an adult. i'm tired of being stuck in the school system; unemployable without a degree, unable to get a degree 1. because of bipolar 2. because you can't transfer when you feel like it to any four year school; you have to find a school that stands half a chance of understanding what i've been through.
i plan to document this difficult process in the hopes it will help me get through the process without staying up all night, which i really don't want to do--in fact, i'd almost consider turning it in late to avoid that.
hfg drama continues, but the tension seems to have been deflated. not sure what to do next.
i'm listening to npr, which is interesting, but i SHOULD turn it off so i can write. i want to hear the news for today, though, so for now, it's staying on. i've written most of the paper in english, but i still need to translate and my thesis isn't solidified yet.
i'll also mention some of the random thoughts i have going through my mind in the hopes they will cease and desist once expressed here in cyberspace. i want to see my friends, tonight, too, since i get lonely all alone in my room. we study together a lot and it usually works pretty well.
i must remember to meet with mr. lawson about an international relations major and with ms. mehta about literary and cultural studies. i may not need to do this until we register for classes in april. i must also remember to leave tomorrow in time for my appointment in palo alto; i hope i can make it back to school in time for dinner, but i don't think that's realistic.
it's 10:14pm and i've turned off the channel 2 news because it got boring. the people in the room adjacent are being way too loud. it's annoying and disrespectful. i'm tired; the sooner i can go to bed, the better. i have a lot of good ideas in my paper, i think, and i'm very close to establishing a thesis. i still need to translate, but i've done a few, little easy words with the "search and destroy (i mean search and replace)" function.
There was some drama today about the cat in Mary Morse's rec room. the ra's want to get rid of it but lorian wants to find a home for it.
I can't remember the last time I wanted to particpate in my own life. I cannot imagine what life would be like without this thousand ton weight on my shoulders. i revile being in school right now. i resent it. i would rather be doing something meaningful in the outside world and having a boyfriend and a real life, which i've never had as an adult. i'm tired of being stuck in the school system; unemployable without a degree, unable to get a degree 1. because of bipolar 2. because you can't transfer when you feel like it to any four year school; you have to find a school that stands half a chance of understanding what i've been through.
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