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trying not to freak out...
Apr. 10th, 2009 09:19 pmafter doing a bit of addition, I've figured out how many words I need to write in the next three weeks, so I tought I'd share the information with you, along with a breakdown:
integrative project: a collective 5,250 words
english essay on fight club: 1,000 words
yoga assignment: 500 words
which equals roughly 6,750 words. luckily I just finished my sculpture assignment, so that's 500 words that I was worrying about outta the way.
my best friend's boyfriend offered to lend me his extra laptop for the next month, which will prove to be unbelievably helpful. I owe him my academic life. this way, I can spend the next week and a half holed up in the library writing my essay, instead of sitting at home with the various distractions I just can't seem to escape.
I'm going to a hot yoga class on Monday. sounds like it'll be lots of fun.
lastly, I watched the most recent episode of House last night. cried like a baby. wept. sobbed with all my heart. several times today I've stopped and said, "WHY!?" I mean, I know why. Kal Penn left the show, and for excellent reasons, but I can't help wonderful why the character would do it. it makes me so sad because he had so much fucking potential. he could have been the next House. fuck man. I hate suicide. it never fails to make me feel sad and scared and alone.
integrative project: a collective 5,250 words
english essay on fight club: 1,000 words
yoga assignment: 500 words
which equals roughly 6,750 words. luckily I just finished my sculpture assignment, so that's 500 words that I was worrying about outta the way.
my best friend's boyfriend offered to lend me his extra laptop for the next month, which will prove to be unbelievably helpful. I owe him my academic life. this way, I can spend the next week and a half holed up in the library writing my essay, instead of sitting at home with the various distractions I just can't seem to escape.
I'm going to a hot yoga class on Monday. sounds like it'll be lots of fun.
lastly, I watched the most recent episode of House last night. cried like a baby. wept. sobbed with all my heart. several times today I've stopped and said, "WHY!?" I mean, I know why. Kal Penn left the show, and for excellent reasons, but I can't help wonderful why the character would do it. it makes me so sad because he had so much fucking potential. he could have been the next House. fuck man. I hate suicide. it never fails to make me feel sad and scared and alone.
