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It's almost midnight and I've just finished my last essay of the term. I wrote about Americans again - that's the third essay this year. I'm sick of writing about Americans, and about Canadians too. Citizenship...! (Think of me saying citizenship like that guy on the McDonald commercial who randomly says ART! on his date to try to impress her)

I spent Friday and Saturday nights pretending that I was going to do work. Then I got drunk one day by myself and another day with a pal. Finally I got to my essay on Sunday afternoon. It's worth 50 per cent of my mark, and I don't think I did too well.

I've been listening to a lot of Deathcab for Cutie lately. I'm feeling a little restless, though like I'm learning a lot because of all the essays I've been up to. I guess I feel stimulated and like things are about to change.

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killthepta
Nov. 26th, 2008 08:08 pm (UTC)
Ugh, I HATE handing in something that I know is half-assed. Even if I get a decent mark on it, that's not the point. I hate feeling like I could have easily done better, but didn't because I was too lazy/procrastinated/etc.

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