The horrible stomach ache I woke up with that had me wondering if I was coming down with the Flu turned out to just be really bad cramps. After staying up all night tryinhg to complete my Survey of Modern Europe midterm (Stupid midterms!!! You're not supposed to drag on for three weeks! Soon enough ti will be time for finals and we'll STILL BE TAKING MIDTERMS!), I totally crashed in a haze of Aleve, which I am planning to do again once Allison gets picked up this afternoon because Queer Theory was CANCELLED (hell yeah!). Also, my Medieval Literature midterm is Wednesday and I'm freaking the FUCK out about it because that's a damn lot of medieval texts in old English that we're goign to have to recognise on cue and be able to identify. I mean, I'm reallllly freaking out about it. So tonight I have my summentary for Survey of Modern Europe plus I need to get my ass moving on re-reading all these Medieval texts. Blarg, also I need to e-mail my Constitutional Government professor to see if I passed his stupid ass class so I can graduate from college.

I'm getting antsy about my study abroad crap. I turned in my application late last week (Thursday or Friday, I can't remember), but they haven't sent it off because only one of my three reccomendations were in. Which is NOT good because I'm assuming the programme office has to recieve the application by November 1st, not the Truman study abroad office. So I sent the Truman office and e-mail askign how worried I should be about this getting in on time, and also e-mails to my professors about the reccomendations themselves. One wrote me back right away saying she would drop it off this afternoon, but my Queer Theory professor has dissapeared off the face of the planet. Blarg, I really hope this works out... I will continue to check my e-mail like a fiend until I hear back from someone.

And now I might go against Allison's suggestion to wait until the picking-her-up stuff has blown over to go lie down, even instead of a possible fun excersion to Wal*Mart with Ash, because cramps... not so much fun. And sleep really is fun. I do, however, need some more Soup at Hands, I go through that stuff like... erm... insert metaphor here, probably something to do with hot guys or Rufus or slash. Wow. Brain is BROKEN hard-core. This calls for snuggling deep under my covers.

also, I can't get this damn song out of my head.
http://www.collegehumor.com/movies/46954/

Blarg, this week is going to kick my ass so damn much. Today of course is my Constitutional Government final... which I NEED to do well in. Because of course I need to pass the class to graduate, and I got a 69% on my midterm. Which is NOT helping in confidence for studying for this final, because I had thought I knew all the information the LAST time and had studied long and hard. And last night I was honestly so exhausted I could barely keep my eyes open as I tried to study, even though I forced myself to stay up and study, so I'm doubting I took much in last night. And of course tomorrow my Anna Karenina paper is due (Aaah!), in which I have STILL not managed to decipher the pyschology-babble/crap that I have to write about. And Wednesday I have a paper due in history on a book I haven't gotten much into yet, of course. And I need to finish up my study-abroad stuff and turn it all in (plus thank-you notes for my professors who gave me reccomendations, and of course use the thank-you notes as a subtle reminder to them to turn it in if they haven't yet). So, for the rest of the day I study study study what I can for government until the test at 4:30, then I start my Anna Karenina paper tonight until I turn it in tomorrow, and then I immediately read the book for history so I can stay up and write the paper. Sounds like a grand week. I hope Thursday and Friday aren't this horrid.

Last night we took a dinner-break from my studying government to watch Help! on a really old, shaky, broken VHS of Alison's (I still need a copy to watch where I can actually see the whole scene well), but of course that lead to me having a strange dream. I really had tried to stay up and study all night, but I was SO tired from yesterday and the shenanigans over the weekend taht I couldn't stay up. Yes, so now I'm going to study and TRY not to freak out about how awful I'm going to do on this final.

( Poor sad Ringo doesn't like Lennon's new song )

1) I can't stop listening to that "Mad World" cover from Donnie Darko. Like over and over and over again, to the point where it's on repeat on your playlist and you just can't stop listening to the words.

2)I've studied for this midterm a LOT. Unnaturally a lot for me especially. I paid attention HARDCORE in every single one of my classes and took extensive notes. I highlighted and wrote vocab words and filled out local government information while working the late night desk. I went outside and studied over the weekend. I made flashcards. I went to the hour-long study session tonight in Violette Hall. And yet I STILL don't know half the crap I need to for this stupid thing. I don't know whether to stop studying, give up, and get some sleep or continue to fight my brain into remembering what article and section the necessary and proper clause can be found in? Gaaah, I hate this. I'll never learn all these details and I'll never learn all the articles and clauses. I feel like a stupid American not being able to understand my government, and even MORE like a stupid American for just not caring anymore. It's a fascinating class, I love the lectures, I love learning about amendments and court cases and the hidden hillarities in the constitution, but test me on it and all the love is gone. I HATE this crap. Stupid articles.

3) I've made a little fort for myself under my bed now that I've rearranged my desk/furniture. And I can hang my pretty flowered throw from under my bed so that it hangs down and makes a REAL fort-like thing for privacy when my roomies are watching gross television shows. It's stupid, but it kinda harks back to the good old days of childhood when I used to make elaborate couch-forts with pillows with my sister.

4) On a completely random note: when I was a kid, I used to get Marshmallow man and the tire man mixed up.





...and now to attempt studying for a half-hour before I give up and go to bed. whoot.