In my last efforts to procrastinate, I write this blog to vent my frustrations and stresses. Tomorrow marks the last essay of my Carleton career, and at 9:50 the day before, I have yet to write one of fifteen pages.
Dear god. That's a lot of writing.
Today I will be seated on my cushy behind for hours on end in the Carleton library in order complete this blasted assignment. Hopefully, buy the time I leave at 11pm tonight, it will be near complete.
Away I go then, to write, to goof around on msn, and to pull my hair out in frustration.
Why do I always do this to myself?!