2.08.2006
Bon Jovi is in MY BRAIN!
I almost typed "in my brian". We can tell where my mind is. ^_^
Last night, Brian played the most interesting song for me.. the chorus goes something like this:
Rah rah Rasputin!
Lover of the Russian queen
Rah rah Rasputin!
Russia's greatest love machine!
Needless to say, its been stuck in my head all morning.
I'm really tired right now.. running off of four hours of sleep and a soup can. I really want to just go home and crash, but I still have a test to take. After the test I'm going to go see my baby for a little while, then I can sleep.
Not a whole lot going on, really.. Brian and I are going to see Band Marino (FINALLY) this Saturday and next Tuesday we're going to the opera for Valentine's Day. I'm excited. ^^
The rough draft of my paper is due next Friday (2/17) and I haven't done my surveys or interviews or whatever yet nor do I have a topic. I'm afraid that this is probably going to make me quite antsy for the next week or two. I might have to take Saturday before the concert and Sunday to do some of the work. UGH. I MOTHERFUCKING HATE PAPERS.
Seriously. Papers should burn in hell. *beats forehead on desk*
Part of me wants to withdraw from the class and take it again later, but I need to take as many classes as I can, and get as many good grades as I can so I can keep my scholarship.
I got my Trig exam back today. 71 on the non-calculator part, and a 53 on the calculator part. God damnit. This is not how this is supposed to go. Unfortunately, while looking at the ones I missed (all worth six points apiece) I couldn't detect too many stupid mistakes, so this time its a problem of me not understanding the material.
Now suddenly I'm remembering all the reasons I rebelled against going to college in the first place. I can't write, and math is a pain in the ass. Anything I want to learn is hands-on and I can usually teach myself. Fucking gen ed classes.
This means I need to devote more time to studying and working on these damn papers. As if I don't have enough to do. Fuck Fuck Fuck.
Argh. ><
-shae ΒΆ 08:57
Last night, Brian played the most interesting song for me.. the chorus goes something like this:
Rah rah Rasputin!
Lover of the Russian queen
Rah rah Rasputin!
Russia's greatest love machine!
Needless to say, its been stuck in my head all morning.
I'm really tired right now.. running off of four hours of sleep and a soup can. I really want to just go home and crash, but I still have a test to take. After the test I'm going to go see my baby for a little while, then I can sleep.
Not a whole lot going on, really.. Brian and I are going to see Band Marino (FINALLY) this Saturday and next Tuesday we're going to the opera for Valentine's Day. I'm excited. ^^
The rough draft of my paper is due next Friday (2/17) and I haven't done my surveys or interviews or whatever yet nor do I have a topic. I'm afraid that this is probably going to make me quite antsy for the next week or two. I might have to take Saturday before the concert and Sunday to do some of the work. UGH. I MOTHERFUCKING HATE PAPERS.
Seriously. Papers should burn in hell. *beats forehead on desk*
Part of me wants to withdraw from the class and take it again later, but I need to take as many classes as I can, and get as many good grades as I can so I can keep my scholarship.
I got my Trig exam back today. 71 on the non-calculator part, and a 53 on the calculator part. God damnit. This is not how this is supposed to go. Unfortunately, while looking at the ones I missed (all worth six points apiece) I couldn't detect too many stupid mistakes, so this time its a problem of me not understanding the material.
Now suddenly I'm remembering all the reasons I rebelled against going to college in the first place. I can't write, and math is a pain in the ass. Anything I want to learn is hands-on and I can usually teach myself. Fucking gen ed classes.
This means I need to devote more time to studying and working on these damn papers. As if I don't have enough to do. Fuck Fuck Fuck.
Argh. ><
-shae ΒΆ 08:57
