I got really mad at myself this weekend because prior to this weekend, I had told myself that I was going to finish the book I was reading for class and start on the paper that was due on Wednesday. I also went out to read the other material that was required for class. Instead, I went out with Kit and his friends (although that was late at night and I don’t do much at night anyway) on Saturday night and went out with John to the mall to do some shopping and watched a movie on Sunday. As a result, I got nothing done. I got really mad at John for coming over and keeping me from my work since he actually believed me when I said I’d have a little time (I suppose I should have specified that I wouldn’t have five hours to waste at a mall though) this weekend, but ultimately it was my own stupid fault.
Blah! Now I’m all rushed to finish this damn paper — something I told myself I would avoid this quarter. I’m really angry with myself, you guys! D:
Also, I tanked a pop quiz because I didn’t get a chance to read the readings that were due today in class. I had done everything up until then too D: So already I have a shitty standing in class.
So! To avoid this, I’m going to have to really do well in my midterm, which is next Monday and I refuse to go out and do anything unless (there are always exceptions):
1. Somebody dies.
2. CGM asks me out (what?)
3. The hot guy on the bus asks me out (what?)
I’d like to say that if by some weird chance both of them do, then I’d be fucked in terms of grades, but there’s a snowball’s chance in hell of that happening :P Guess it’s you and me again, Adam Smith.