This is horrible, horrible, horrible.
Oct. 13th, 2004 09:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
icarusAnother 12-hour day.
I woke to test nightmares this morning. My philosophy teacher was asking us questions about the Lord of the Rings, which I knew intimately, but because her questions were so 'creative' I didn't know how to answer and was completely confused. Of course, if I'd studied her take on the LotR I would have gotten it right.
I've been warned, I think.
I'm so busy, I don't have any time to write. I barely have time to do my homework. This morning was humiliating and miserable. I actually turned to the student I was partnering with and said, "Now it's your turn to be tormented."
It's only the third week of classes and I'm barely keeping up. The tutoring is incredibly busy. I was torn like a bone between three students yesterday. Don't get me wrong, I love tutoring. But for some reason the students get attached to me and walk right past other available tutors.*
I've a test tomorrow in Law. I've a test Friday in Japanese. I've a test Monday in Philosophy.
Fuuuuuuuuck. No wonder I'm having test nightmares.
PSA: Any fuckwit who asks me for updates right now, when I desperately want to write and
ETA: Normally I love, love, love update requests. They get the blood moving on a story, especially if combined with thoughtful observations about the characters. But right now they're a special kind of torture.
* These are invariably male and spend a lot of time looking at me while I'm checking their homework.
I woke to test nightmares this morning. My philosophy teacher was asking us questions about the Lord of the Rings, which I knew intimately, but because her questions were so 'creative' I didn't know how to answer and was completely confused. Of course, if I'd studied her take on the LotR I would have gotten it right.
I've been warned, I think.
I'm so busy, I don't have any time to write. I barely have time to do my homework. This morning was humiliating and miserable. I actually turned to the student I was partnering with and said, "Now it's your turn to be tormented."
It's only the third week of classes and I'm barely keeping up. The tutoring is incredibly busy. I was torn like a bone between three students yesterday. Don't get me wrong, I love tutoring. But for some reason the students get attached to me and walk right past other available tutors.*
I've a test tomorrow in Law. I've a test Friday in Japanese. I've a test Monday in Philosophy.
Fuuuuuuuuck. No wonder I'm having test nightmares.
PSA: Any fuckwit who asks me for updates right now, when I desperately want to write and
Can't
(yeah that means you, the person who asked for an update to Reunion), will have their nuts ripped off and redistributed accordingly.ETA: Normally I love, love, love update requests. They get the blood moving on a story, especially if combined with thoughtful observations about the characters. But right now they're a special kind of torture.
* These are invariably male and spend a lot of time looking at me while I'm checking their homework.
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Date: 2004-10-13 11:32 am (UTC)Seeing as I have no nuts attached to my body does that mean...yeah, nevermind. I'd like to keep the girls intact.
Wish I could give you a time turner. There's is a light at the end of the tunnel. And I'm fairly certain it's not the headlight of an oncoming train.
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Date: 2004-10-13 11:58 am (UTC)You sure about that?
*Hears train whistle in the distance. Chugga-chugga-CHUG-ah-chugga...*
*Stares into the light with that surprised deer-in-headlights look.*
Icarus