my head just aches when I think of the things that i shouldn't have doneOi. What a week, and it's only just begun. *sings Carpenter's song off-key* I am trying to finish a paper that was due last week. *frets* I hate it, because I don't have any good excuse for not doing it, other than laziness and a want of a personal life. Of course, I couldn't tell the professor that, so I misled her in an email saying that I wouldn't be in class and that my paper was attached (which obviously, it wasn't). Nailz promptly went onto the internet and found out which level of Hell (according to Dante's Inferno) I belonged in for being deceitful. Turns out that liars belong in the worst level of Hell. Thanks Nailz--you totally helped out my Catholic guilt. *rolls eyes* I'm hoping that if I listen to Coldplay's "Everything's Not Lost" long enough, I will feel better. What a vicious cycle: laziness --> not doing paper ---> not turning in paper on time ---> misleading professor ---> guilt ---> roommate pointing out condos for rent in the 9th level of Hell ---> more guilt ---> distraction to writing paper ---> paper still not done. *sigh*
God help me.