incoherence
Jul. 19th, 2005 06:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spiderpigAw crap. I totally lost track of time and forgot that my lessons ended at 4:30pm today and that it's 6:33pm now. I'm submerged in work, needing to plan a timetable for history and completing that Godforsaken outline AND MY ESSAY. Yes I still haven't completed it and I'm sick of seeing myself type the same old thing here over and over again.
ANYWAY. I need to plan like now what I'm going to do for the rest of the day.
8:00pm - 9:00pm --> Timetable planning
9:00 - 9:45pm --> History outline
9:45 onwards --> OMFG DO YOU ESSAY YOU FUCKER. ARGH. DON'T PROCRASTINATE.
I hate the way I'm having all my work, mainly History, being piled on me like that. I'm seriously suffocating. Even my sense of humor's getting affected. A Level History, you've totally sucked out the innate love I used to have for History.
I just can't believe how I forgot where and when I was. It's freaky. It was as though I was lost in the time and space continuoum (spelling!!) for hours and hours. Though, I don't find it surprising since today's a rather dreamy day in both weather and happenings. I've been drifting in and out of reality during school today, so much so that I don't think I'm fully planted onto the ground yet.
My Practical Critisism paper has been critisised of being incoherent. And severely so, til' the fact that I failed the paper. I know the problems involved. Lately, I've felt that all my thoughts have just been in a mess, in a jumble. I'm still trying to slowly pull out the frayed ends of my string. If you speak to me now, I'd probably be as incoherent as I can be.
I'm glad. Sort of a happy-sadness.
my heart's aching, straining, pining. it's wasted away..
ANYWAY. I need to plan like now what I'm going to do for the rest of the day.
8:00pm - 9:00pm --> Timetable planning
9:00 - 9:45pm --> History outline
9:45 onwards --> OMFG DO YOU ESSAY YOU FUCKER. ARGH. DON'T PROCRASTINATE.
I hate the way I'm having all my work, mainly History, being piled on me like that. I'm seriously suffocating. Even my sense of humor's getting affected. A Level History, you've totally sucked out the innate love I used to have for History.
I just can't believe how I forgot where and when I was. It's freaky. It was as though I was lost in the time and space continuoum (spelling!!) for hours and hours. Though, I don't find it surprising since today's a rather dreamy day in both weather and happenings. I've been drifting in and out of reality during school today, so much so that I don't think I'm fully planted onto the ground yet.
My Practical Critisism paper has been critisised of being incoherent. And severely so, til' the fact that I failed the paper. I know the problems involved. Lately, I've felt that all my thoughts have just been in a mess, in a jumble. I'm still trying to slowly pull out the frayed ends of my string. If you speak to me now, I'd probably be as incoherent as I can be.
I'm glad. Sort of a happy-sadness.
my heart's aching, straining, pining. it's wasted away..
