Lunch with Caitlin (of CC) for Monday
We poor souls who have long toiled
This waning weekend
And even now still into the ever-aging night
For Contemporary Civilizations (and other obligations)
Will soon bow our heads together
Over our text(books)
As we anxiously prepare for our physics examination
Past homeworks, notes,
Not tasting our dining hall food.
This Monday (today) I will turn in my short essay on Rachel Carson written in simplified Chinese and edited by my lovely roommate, take my first Physics midterm and hopefully not botch that so badly as the Bio one especially if the practice exam was anything to go by (it's a TRAP), and turn in my at-present nine page CC paper about the issues of lies as a foundation of the kallipolis of Plato's Republic
that I started last night and finished an hour ago.
I haven't been outside of my dorm since Thursday evening.
I've made more headway in House Harkonnen
than I can justify to myself.
I've eaten all of the instant!food I keep around my half of the room except my tasty vitamins because I'm not starving
or anything (there are cup noodles for that) but I'm nervous and I eat when I'm nervous. I'm not especially stressed, although my paper could use editing - some time between the midterm and the class, I think.
On Thursday, I made that avocado-tofu dish I do with some really RANDOM ingredient substitutes and everyone liked it so that was a relief (and gratifying).
On Wednesday, I was a grumpy-pants. (But I'm not sorry - I'm just aware. My points were valid even if my attitude could have been... less grumpy. So bite me.)
On Tuesday, well, you know.
My Skype is hating on Lina's, and I have Caitlin-from-school up in the other window, still finishing up her essay which she started today at 7pm waaaaat?
, and I think studying would probably just fail right around now so... crawling off to bed.
Earlier than when I went to sleep yesterday, or the day before, or the day before that. Pffft loopy?