i'm a little teapot

1. I have to finish postlab5 and prelab6 by tomorrow night. I have to. I have to. Or else I'll end up cramming into the wee hours of the morning on Sunday, which would be a mistake with a capital 'M' since I have to deal with four hours iof Chemistry lab on Monday. But that's not all, because that would just be too easy, wouldn't it? Right after obsessing over my data sheets for lab, I'd have to stay cooped up in school for the next two hours since --

2. -- OMG THEOLOGY TEST :O I'm doomed. Doomed, I tell you. I already find our Theology quizzes hard to answer, damn it, and I don't think I have enough time to study well for the test because --

3. -- I still have the Developmental Psychology paper to deal with. While I like the topic I chose -- the cognitive, psychosocial, etc. development the Antichrist goes through in Good Omens, ha! -- I still don't have enough sources to cite. Which means the entire afternoon tomorrow would be spent in the library, poring over books that I could bring home to refer to. Urk. Speaking of Psychology --

4. -- I still have to come up with script ideas for our Personality report on Thursday because there's no way I'll let Banzy shoulder that responsibility alone. She has to work on her Western History paper, which reminds me --

5. -- our group still hasn't met up properly, and we only have, what, a month to finish our project? While I guess it could be easily done in a week, I'm not willing to wait until the week before the deadline to start on it. I want an A in Western History, damn it.

6. I'm just about ready to drop dead now.

ETA: 7. I MESSED UP MY LAB PROCEDURE FTW.

I shouldn't have ignored the signs.

The first thing I looked up on the Internet this morning was the lyrics to "So Long And Thanks For All The Fish!". Then I started looking for Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy fics. Then Jamietralalaly IMed me out of the blue, asking about Vogon poetry.

I really, really shouldn't have ignored the signs.

I should've just continued channel surfing instead of watching an episode of Battlestar Galactica. If I only acted on my whims later! Then I wouldn't have missed the first 2/3 of the Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy, which was on at Star Movies. Argharghargh.

'Scuse me. I'll go off and read the trilogy again to satisfy my er dissatisfaction with life.

This week is such a crappy week. I believe I've just managed to completely destroy all my chances of getting into the Dean's List because GAH ZOOLOGY DAMN JUUUUUUUUUU.

Also, GLOBE TELECOMS IS TEH SUCK.

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Have spent all week working on my CRP, and I believe that it's A LOAD OF CRAP.

Random CRP Trivia:

Number of drafts scrapped: 6
Number of minutes left 'til The Deadline looms its ugly head: 70
Number of times I bashed my head on the desk: 11254867945313215648798743521657986421657987651654 x 10^{56498748945616511224498}

I didn't wake up when I set the alarm for 1am this morning after sleeping at 9pm. ARGH.

I still haven't finished the Filipino paper.

I still haven't studied for Zoology.

RAWR. I hate this!

Okay. This is getting ridiculous. Just because there was a severe lack of typhoons that came by our little corner of the world last year doesn't mean that Nature has to make up for it by giving us yet another typhoon, and so late in the year, too! Typhoons aren't even supposed to be in the general area until May!

I keep telling myself that this week wouldn't turn out as bad as the hell weeks we used to have in high school.

But then I remember that I lost my one and only source of cheap iced coffee. (I used to gulp a little less than 500 mL of caffeine-laced goodness every morning, to keep me awake after all-nighters. *__*)

So now I just weep. And try not to fall asleep on the public transport, because I might miss my stop.