*gibbers softly*

[beckyh2112]

I am going to go mad. Moreso than usual, I mean.

It's midterm week. Luckily, the only one left for me is Anthropology tomorrow afternoon. Not so fortunately, this test is worth a third of my grave.

I have been cramming all week. I have basically reached the stage of "screw it, if I don't know it by now, I'm not going to learn it before tomorrow". Also, I have been going to bed at one for the last three nights. Since I normally have to be places by nine every morning, this means I am tired. So, I am stressed and tired. Surprisingly, this does not seem to be a recipe for Bitchzilla, destroyer of worlds, though I have been a trifle more cranky about the state of the library shelves.

Thankfully for everyone involved, I've also reached the "screw this" point on dealing with the Ns in the library. There's just no coping with the fact that our evil patrons can't reshelve a book in the proper place to save their lives.

I also lack my car. This annoys me as I really would like to go for a drive about now. Check and see if Cybertron Soundwave is at Wal-Mart or something. As it is, I have been playing with my minicons rather obsessively.

Thankfully, after tomorrow, I have two weeks to prepare for my next History test. Plenty of time.

Comments

[tooth-and-claw.livejournal.com]

Not so fortunately, this test is worth a third of my grave.

Appropriate slip of the tongue?

[beckyh2112.livejournal.com]

My first response on reading this comment? To cackle like a loon.

*does not fix the error*

[monoshiri.livejournal.com]

*pets you* You poor girl. I know what *that* feels like.

[beckyh2112.livejournal.com]

*snuggles Monoko* Hopefully I will be fine by next week. And perhaps this mental image of Darryl S. Tripp will go away before I set him up for a render.