In the library, toying with the idea of foraging the stacks to find Kafka's notebooks. Can't quite decide to go up on my own, as I also am not entirely sure how to check the book out. I may as well go to the bookstore and buy that sweatshirt I wanted, but vacillation seems so much more enticing.
What's worse is that I really should be doing work, but instead I'm rambling on about nothing and brooding that someone did not find my review helpful on amazon.com, when it really was an excellent review.
Anyway.
Somewhat bored, and discouraged that this 'Birth of the Earth' fiasco isn't quite going as planned. I hadn't anticipated that amazon wouldn't be able to ship it for three weeks. It serves me right, I suppose. Falling into an absolute spiral of depression over the B+ on my math test, and fervently praying that the grade either (a)does not include bonus points or (b)is not yet curved. If I truly have a B+ I'll work myself into an epileptic fit because it implies that I must, above all costs, get an A on the next test.
Conjoined with this is that I have a nasty suspicion - nay, almost a certainty - that I did not get an A on my Spanish quiz. This is not as dire as the math test, because I had gotten an A on the previous quiz, test, and anticipate on my writing assignment, but troubling nonetheless.
I also have a Science test on Thursday, and this will be my greatest shortcoming of all. Ignoring the fact that I have no understanding of the subject matter, I also do not have the book, the aformentioned and somewhat comically titled 'Birth of the Earth', nor any means of aquiring it by Thursday.
My future is appropriately bleak....there seems to be a major exodus of students from the library, for no apparent reason.
I suppose I'll have to drag Liane to Book Horizons after school, but I also have to get my mother a birthday present somehow, and a nice one at that.
I really should be reading my Western Civ. book, but I'm not too worried about that test, as history is something I seem to have a bizarre, instrinsic knowledge of.
There's still forty minutes until my class, I could still poke through the stacks or grab that sweater. Then again, maybe the sweater isn't a very good idea. I don't want something that completely hides my body, as Liane forcing me to get Wendy's everyday is not going to be kind to my clothes situation, and if I never look at myself, I'll never stop. But then again, it does get cold and I've wanted one for a while, before Wendy's infiltrated my life uninvited...
At any rate, I need to make a decision soon. Hmm. I think it may be the sweater, the image of me poking about amongst dusty old books for the remainder of the afternoon is classic, but somehow I feel that it would depress me to find myself doing so.
And I have wanted that sweater...
What's worse is that I really should be doing work, but instead I'm rambling on about nothing and brooding that someone did not find my review helpful on amazon.com, when it really was an excellent review.
Anyway.
Somewhat bored, and discouraged that this 'Birth of the Earth' fiasco isn't quite going as planned. I hadn't anticipated that amazon wouldn't be able to ship it for three weeks. It serves me right, I suppose. Falling into an absolute spiral of depression over the B+ on my math test, and fervently praying that the grade either (a)does not include bonus points or (b)is not yet curved. If I truly have a B+ I'll work myself into an epileptic fit because it implies that I must, above all costs, get an A on the next test.
Conjoined with this is that I have a nasty suspicion - nay, almost a certainty - that I did not get an A on my Spanish quiz. This is not as dire as the math test, because I had gotten an A on the previous quiz, test, and anticipate on my writing assignment, but troubling nonetheless.
I also have a Science test on Thursday, and this will be my greatest shortcoming of all. Ignoring the fact that I have no understanding of the subject matter, I also do not have the book, the aformentioned and somewhat comically titled 'Birth of the Earth', nor any means of aquiring it by Thursday.
My future is appropriately bleak....there seems to be a major exodus of students from the library, for no apparent reason.
I suppose I'll have to drag Liane to Book Horizons after school, but I also have to get my mother a birthday present somehow, and a nice one at that.
I really should be reading my Western Civ. book, but I'm not too worried about that test, as history is something I seem to have a bizarre, instrinsic knowledge of.
There's still forty minutes until my class, I could still poke through the stacks or grab that sweater. Then again, maybe the sweater isn't a very good idea. I don't want something that completely hides my body, as Liane forcing me to get Wendy's everyday is not going to be kind to my clothes situation, and if I never look at myself, I'll never stop. But then again, it does get cold and I've wanted one for a while, before Wendy's infiltrated my life uninvited...
At any rate, I need to make a decision soon. Hmm. I think it may be the sweater, the image of me poking about amongst dusty old books for the remainder of the afternoon is classic, but somehow I feel that it would depress me to find myself doing so.
And I have wanted that sweater...
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