what the fuck am i doing..
Mar. 9th, 2003 09:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
transomwhiplassI can't even trust myself to study.. I have a feeling that I will be crying tomorrow. In self pity. I just can't focus on anything. Pre-Cal is going to kick my ass, I've never understood what we've been doing, even last year. Probability is an aspect of math that I have always sucked heavily at. I'm terrible at anything remotely connected to it. Tomorrow, a double quiz - I can only drop it once. God.. I don't know what I can do to make myself understand, I missed Friday due to a field trip, I should have gone to school. However, that's not the reason I'm kicking myself.
Friday, I was determined: No fun, will work on paper, will work on paper. I was going to do all my research and have 2.5 days to write it. Here I am, with basically: nothing. Hm.. I did try to gather stuff for an hour or so I have some pages. I hate research papers, I always realize too late that my topic is too broad. Out of frustration and nowhere to start, I wait till the panic gives me one. This isn't going to work. At least I have sometime.
Tomorrow is going to be horrid, I know it. I have to make up my history quiz for the chapter I haven't finished. I will probably do that at lunch leaving me no time to study for Pre-Cal. Tuesday I will have 3 open labs *I think* but Ms. Fritsch promises an assignment. MY GOD, WHY CAN'T SHE BE NICE ABOUT SOMETHING. Anyway.. all in all, another weekend flushed down the crapper by the ever-marvelous and brain-dead, yours truly, Sarah.
Yes.. I will cry tomorrow, between the history quiz, and the double precal quiz I don't understand, and kicking myself over that history paper.
I wish I was free, but alas, trapped in a cage of my own faults. Woe is me.
Friday, I was determined: No fun, will work on paper, will work on paper. I was going to do all my research and have 2.5 days to write it. Here I am, with basically: nothing. Hm.. I did try to gather stuff for an hour or so I have some pages. I hate research papers, I always realize too late that my topic is too broad. Out of frustration and nowhere to start, I wait till the panic gives me one. This isn't going to work. At least I have sometime.
Tomorrow is going to be horrid, I know it. I have to make up my history quiz for the chapter I haven't finished. I will probably do that at lunch leaving me no time to study for Pre-Cal. Tuesday I will have 3 open labs *I think* but Ms. Fritsch promises an assignment. MY GOD, WHY CAN'T SHE BE NICE ABOUT SOMETHING. Anyway.. all in all, another weekend flushed down the crapper by the ever-marvelous and brain-dead, yours truly, Sarah.
Yes.. I will cry tomorrow, between the history quiz, and the double precal quiz I don't understand, and kicking myself over that history paper.
I wish I was free, but alas, trapped in a cage of my own faults. Woe is me.
