Lit's a bitch.
working on a week-late paper seems to be the most lame excuse for staying up late. when you're a lit major and you can't finish an easy paper on parody, you get to think about two things: it's either you hate the poems assigned to you and you don't see the point of gathering enough mental fuel to start on the paper, or you just can't with your puny little brain do it. right now, i'm more inclined to believe the second part of the statement.two weeks ago, i thought that getting over my Lit Theory midterms and my Theo orals was the last leg of my academic suffering. i now find out that things are getting worse. im being tormented by co-curricular's: aside from my having to rush art delibs to make it back into production schedule, i also have to organise a lot of stuff for Aria. we still don't have invites, and we haven't accomplished event planning and logistics. Larry's also asking Vittorio to work on the Tapatan thing and i can't afford to let go of Vittorio because he's my Externals Head and there'll be no one to reserve tents, buy materials in Divisoria, etc. waaaah
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