tenlittlebullets: (Peachy keen!)
Ten Little Chances to be Free ([personal profile] tenlittlebullets) wrote2005-12-15 11:48 am

You don't need to tell me this is unhealthy. I know. It will end when finals week ends.

I have taken so many stimulants in the past 24 hours that my hands are trembling as I type this, I have a manic grin on my face, and my stomach feels like it has been pastede on yay...

But the paper of eternal doom and anguish?

Is DONE.

Ironically, it was the caffeine, not the speed-of-varying-degrees-of-legality, that gave me the final kick in the ass and got my brain moving. And also prompted me to dress up liek whoa this morning, and also got my brain spinning enough that in the shower I mentally wrote out about six scenes of a fanfic and had mental energy left over to puzzle out how, exactly, one would set Hugo's poetry to the tune of "Drink With Me." And then finish the paper in time to hand it in by 9:00.

Righty ho, now I've only got a history of English exam to study for, and an eight-page research paper on a famous singer, a five-page research paper on Samuel Johnson, and a horrible essay on Kafka to write by tomorrow night.

Whee!