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Oct. 30th, 2003 10:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wisdomeagleI wrote my anthropology essay, then figured out that it wasn't actually due until Monday. Oh well. That's just one more thing I won't have to do the night before my birthday.
On the subject of my art history paper, though, I am totally buggin'. Having a Clueless moment, which is sometimes a very good sign ("Oh my God! I love [insert name]. I am majorly, totally, butt-crazy in love with [name].") But sadly, this is more like a "Daddy, did you ever have a problem that you couldn't argue your way out of?" Or, more to the point, "Have you ever had a paper you couldn't bullshit your way through?" I have to write a 500 word (two page) essay on this painting. And I simply can't do it. That's how long the anthro paper is, and I did that without a problem. Took me all of half an hour to do. And this is just impossible. I have run out of things to say, and I'm only up to 350 words. I don't understand art history at all. It's just ::boggle:: I feel like a complete idiot.
Oh yes, done with the environmental issues bibliography, too. My group leader informs me that no one else has given her anything yet. So that's probably not such a good thing.
Yes, so I will get back to being my happy, slashy, queer self soon. Just as soon as I decapitate all these term papers and return my twenty-odd library books.
Oh, and much sadness. I figured out that no, the timeline doesn't work, there's no way Daniel could have been in college and protested the Vietnam War. Major sadness, but this means I have one less plot bunny than I thought I did.
Okay, so I promised myself that if I drank any caffeine tonight at Hunt, I'd write my psychology paper. So I must do that now.
I hate school.
On the subject of my art history paper, though, I am totally buggin'. Having a Clueless moment, which is sometimes a very good sign ("Oh my God! I love [insert name]. I am majorly, totally, butt-crazy in love with [name].") But sadly, this is more like a "Daddy, did you ever have a problem that you couldn't argue your way out of?" Or, more to the point, "Have you ever had a paper you couldn't bullshit your way through?" I have to write a 500 word (two page) essay on this painting. And I simply can't do it. That's how long the anthro paper is, and I did that without a problem. Took me all of half an hour to do. And this is just impossible. I have run out of things to say, and I'm only up to 350 words. I don't understand art history at all. It's just ::boggle:: I feel like a complete idiot.
Oh yes, done with the environmental issues bibliography, too. My group leader informs me that no one else has given her anything yet. So that's probably not such a good thing.
Yes, so I will get back to being my happy, slashy, queer self soon. Just as soon as I decapitate all these term papers and return my twenty-odd library books.
Oh, and much sadness. I figured out that no, the timeline doesn't work, there's no way Daniel could have been in college and protested the Vietnam War. Major sadness, but this means I have one less plot bunny than I thought I did.
Okay, so I promised myself that if I drank any caffeine tonight at Hunt, I'd write my psychology paper. So I must do that now.
I hate school.