Oh, the pressure.
For once, my homework is done before the day it's due, thus I can post before
I go to school. Chris is driving me. What a nice boy. I think he's afraid I
might die on the way. I'm afraid I might die on the way, too. Then I would
be eaten by squirrels. This being sick has taken a lot out of me. I sneeze,
and then I'm exhausted. I move my arm to type and I'm exhausted. I'm looking
forward to not being sick. But until then, I'm not going to risk anything by
marching 6k to school and then 6k home. I'm so smart sometimes it hurts --
no, that's just me being tired again.
So, I have to pull an essay on an artifact out of my ass by Tuesday at 11:30 AM. It's
only a ten-pager, but it's on this tiny object that belonged to my great
grandfather. If any of you know anything about positioning bases used during
the construction of the Canadian National Railroad, lemme know, ASAP. I'm in
communication with the head of Transportation at the Museum of Science and
Tech, but he seems to be under the impression I'm doing a sort of book
report. Ah well, it's not my fault I look like I'm six. It is my fault I act
like it, though . . .
I'm trying to listen to Hayden. People tell me good things about him. I'm
not so sure. People also tell me he's really hot. Again, really not so
sure. But I'm giving him a shot. All his songs tend to sound the same,
however. I'm not enthused. But I'm giving him the benefit of the doubt
here. I also don't have the energy to switch my Winamp off consecutive play.
I'm supposed to go camping this weekend. I'm almost hoping it doesn't work
out, for all the grumbling Stefan has made about the whole thing. I really
want to go -- I haven't been camping since Lindz and I were kids -- but I'm
sooooooooooooo tired and I have an essay to write. It's a good thing I'm
stubborn. And I work well under pressure.
Chris wants to go. Pray I don't die at school!
Posted by Ally at October 13, 2004 12:00 AM