Sacrifices I Make.

I feel a tad moody... I'm gonna vent about it. (Yay, right? Mmm, sarcasm.)

So I just now got done scribbling up the final product for our group assignment in Public Speaking. Seven pages of analysis and editing. I was catching hell from several members of the group because I'd yet to pass out the final drafts. Never mind I was missing key information and the speech draft itself! Bah! It's finally out, and now I'll probably be staying up until 11:30 or so while I wait for everybody to respond so I know if it's good enough to print out.

Oh yeah! Never mind that we have a quiz in Public Speaking tomorrow that I'll have to cram for in the morning just so I have this paper done! Never mind a Geology quiz I have tomorrow! Noooope, Dani's gonna sit right here and edit this lovely little busy work assignment all nice and pretty...

Even if I wanted to study for those quizzes now, I couldn't. My head hurts, my thoughts are cloudy, and I just can't focus. I'm struggling to write this as it is.

I was hoping to maybe start writing a silly story idea I'd got in my head... no dice. Nope, I was waiting on that stupid assignment all day!

It's a friggin' busy work essay, too. That's what makes it worse. This stupid professor is the master of delivering busy work. I'd rather have done the impromptu speech than dealt with this. Siiiigh.

Hopefully tomorrow I'll be in a better mood, when I can sit down and attempt to try and get more sketching done on the request I have pending.

...Gah.

I can't focus anymore.

No more scribbling on this. ...Unless my head clears up.

If it doesn't... I hope I don't go to bed bitter.