So I finished this paper. For the most part, anyway.
Editing away tomorrow.
And learning APA formatting…bc apparently MLA doesn’t work for everything…go figure. (Thanks, girlfriend, the english twat nazi) (I love you tho)
Along with a haircut.
And work.
Then I gotta turn this bitch in.
Then go to work again.
Then study for my calculus final.
Then take (fail) my calculus final.
Then study for my life sciences final.
Then study for my psych final.
Then go to Ben’s 1st birthday party.
Then go to this surprise thang.
Then take more finals.
And make coffee and eat at some point between then.
And find a summer job.
And find someone to sublet my room. (Any takers?)
And cry.
Maybe a little more crying.
And a nap.
Or drugs.
And a bottle of something that I drank when I was 19.
This was mainly for me to mentally get my life together.
But thanks for pretending to give at least 1/3 of a fuck.
PS this is all by Tuesday. Mehhhhh.