We are on the road to a breakdown. That's what I envision. I think maybe if I just cry my eyes out I'll feel better. Too many things. Why does it always seem like I am fighting a crisis? Or a ton of tiny crises all at once? I mean, I know I'm blessed and all that jazz, and I have a ton to be thankful for, but lord help.
Also, JAVA LEAVE ME THE FRICK ALONE! I've told it to UPDATE A MILLION TIMES! It just keeps asking. -sighs-
So, I have eight pages. Eight measly pages. I worked on it last night until my brain was ready to explode and light of any kind hurt. I was in bed by 10 pm. Wanted to work on this morning, but I feel so defeated it just didn't go well. I'm meeting my professor at 1:30, so maybe she can get me back on track. I'd be half tempted to call into work tomorrow except I can't afford it, and they would be left with too few people. So that's out. I've written a fifteen page paper in six hours before. I only need 12 -13 more. I have tonight, tomorrow night, and Friday morning, so hopefully I should be okay. Everything else that was due this week is finished.
Pray for me my fellowship. To god, to Gods, to existence, to the great big blue sky, or even to a;sdkfhkjashdfasf. Just send me good thoughts, okay?
I'm meeting Heather to help her with her math. I feel all honored and happy to be able to help her. At least I'm doing something good. Snap, I haven't eaten today. -sigh-
Peace out people.
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