Next Wednesday is when my Writing for Academic Success essay is due in for. Next Wednesday. NEXT FUCKING WEDNESDAY. I can’t do it, I really can’t. 2,500 words about two short stories including secondary sources and critical views. I barely paid attention in that workshop cause my lecturer is too darn fine. Adorably awkward (EDIT: If he’s reading this now, shit. I’m not creepin’, just stating the obvious. Most of the girls in this workshop are SWOONING over you, surely you know the effect you have on us?) is the term I’d describe him with.
Anyway, essay, get your mind out of the gutter Emily, this essay is 60% of your damn grade.
I opened up a word document about, ooh, an hour or so ago. All I’ve managed to write is my name. I still don’t know what question to do, what stories to write about or how I’m going to come about this.
Damn essay writing. This one has to be done before Forms of Narrative, I don’t know what I’m writing about… and it’s due in Next Wednesday. So I’m blogging. Procrastinating to the extreme with WordPress, Facebook and tumblr. Help me?