Saturday Blog 11152025
Today was my sister’s birthday. I spent the morning celebrating. I didn’t sleep very well and felt like a zombie. I ate breakfast and a couple cups of juice. My sister made me coffee. It was ok, not my usual but it did its job.
I am still anxious about my paper. I haven’t written very much. I think if I try to stretch it out, it might work out to be at least 10 pages. I will still need to write an abstract when I am done. But that is usually at least 150 words or less so I should be ok. I want to get the bulk of the pages done then work on the little piece. I was so worried, I dreamt about my paper last night. It did not go well.
I feel so sleepy today. I am trying to stay awake. Whatever I ate, bothered my stomach. I feel a blowout coming on. I hope I am wrong. I don’t know what I am going to have for dinner. Maybe some soup.
Last night I couldn’t sleep so I was researching my topic. I must have spent at least two hours looking for articles and came up with nothing. Different searches and nothing. I feel so defeated. This paper be at least a B or I am arguing with the professor. That is, if I can stretch it to 10 fucking pages. I wish I knew how to write bullshit. It isn’t in my brain. I speak the truth and don’t stretch it. I am screwed.
Makes me glad I am not currently in school, doing papers always made me very anxious. X
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