weary… tired.. burning out..
aiya…
really drained and tired with all these english assignments and projects all piled up…
feel like i’m gonna break, and burn out (if i haven’t already) but i can’t do that…
no gotta persevere! endure! fight! ISUs are coming…
motivation (continuing my war theme)
‘the hoards are upon us… yet the swarm is yet to come! come brandish forge iron, and let moonlight glint on your blades! Let us fight to the the bitter end and smite our enemies… destroying them, and let our rounds of arrows rain upon them, with archer’s eye, the cool silent capture…’
yum.. english love it…
ironically i hate it now… cause of the amount of work thats being piled on me in both my english courses
ugh.. deVries why must ye do this? Writer’s Craft is ok… save for the weekly bulk of assignment things, which are starting to tick me off… cause i don’t really see what she wants us to learn… some of the projects seem a bit random… tho remotely connected, its hard to draw the lines between them… i just want to focus on a certain topic and kill it.
‘about my war… this tired and weakened knight.. his sword drips blood, and his brow sweats exhaustion… the battle is only just begun, the war far from over… he falleth on his knees… the desert sun burns upon his back… baking the air aroudn him.., it is at this time whence the enemies send their minor infantary to defeat him, on all sides they swarm, their claws, their fangs… all around… few are their number in comapred to the swarm… yet deadly… deathly… they strike and strike…’
stuff to do - - -
Data Management - Probability Game - Final touchups
English - Poetry Portfoio - catch up / ISU
Calculus - Log - learn / understand
Physics - contemplations of drop
Computer Science - annoying contest / ISU
OrgStudies - ISU
Writers - miscellanious / ISU
‘alas they tear at his flesh, trying to defeat him…. their claws clang and scratch on the mail, the steel armour, the knight … weary throws his arm around swinging his sword in a waiverying arc…. trying to destroy some of these fiends…. time awaits… the swarm is coming…. even now the minors do stir…’
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