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I am disjointed and completely discombobulated because of the following:
1. Paper due on Thursday which is worth 50% of my grade in the class. Percentage of paper actually *on paper*? 0%. However, research done? Substantial. Unfortunately, possibility that paper topic is only tangentially relevant to what the teacher requires? Eh, 40%. Potential to have completely fucked myself over beyond repair? 33.3%, and rising.
2. Graduation speech hasn't been done. Nothing. Nada. I'm assuming we're going to have a mock rehearsal one of these days. I'd like to have something semi-witty and/or memorable (in the good way, not the "Jesufrakin'Cristo!" way) put together, but because of #1 and the fact that I'm horrible at multitasking when I'm freaking out I won't get a start on it until at LEAST 2:30 AM early Friday morning.
(oh, re: #1 - if there's anyone with more or less continuous computer access who'd be willing to look over my paper and lend me some beta-like typo help...any more than ones, even...as I know by the time I get to the point where I've gotten the complete thing down I'll be in no state to catch the grammatical errors, please let me know and I will love youlong time forever and send you small compensatory things)
3. Exit exam on Monday. Need a good score like whoa. Or, you know, no graduation. Whee.
4. Tired. Want to collapse. Overly sweet darjeeling and Dunkin' Donuts iced coffee (two sugars, touch of cream please) only taking me so far.
5. Waaah.
That is all. I promise to be my commenty frequently posting self come next week if all works out.
1. Paper due on Thursday which is worth 50% of my grade in the class. Percentage of paper actually *on paper*? 0%. However, research done? Substantial. Unfortunately, possibility that paper topic is only tangentially relevant to what the teacher requires? Eh, 40%. Potential to have completely fucked myself over beyond repair? 33.3%, and rising.
2. Graduation speech hasn't been done. Nothing. Nada. I'm assuming we're going to have a mock rehearsal one of these days. I'd like to have something semi-witty and/or memorable (in the good way, not the "Jesufrakin'Cristo!" way) put together, but because of #1 and the fact that I'm horrible at multitasking when I'm freaking out I won't get a start on it until at LEAST 2:30 AM early Friday morning.
(oh, re: #1 - if there's anyone with more or less continuous computer access who'd be willing to look over my paper and lend me some beta-like typo help...any more than ones, even...as I know by the time I get to the point where I've gotten the complete thing down I'll be in no state to catch the grammatical errors, please let me know and I will love you
3. Exit exam on Monday. Need a good score like whoa. Or, you know, no graduation. Whee.
4. Tired. Want to collapse. Overly sweet darjeeling and Dunkin' Donuts iced coffee (two sugars, touch of cream please) only taking me so far.
5. Waaah.
That is all. I promise to be my commenty frequently posting self come next week if all works out.
