SO. DOOMED.

These 2 words are like, the epitome of my life. Seriously. I am such a moron. I always leave everything to the last minute and then wonder why I do so very badly on everything.

This week:
Wednesday (TOMORROW!!!): Archaeology presentation on "what archaeological evidence tells us about the Aztecs using a specific site". This wouldn't be so bad if I could just talk about the Aztecs, except I have to use archaeological evidence to back it up! But no journal articles WANT TO TELL ME HOW THEY KNOW THINGS. *frustrated*
Thursday: Linguistics assignment. I have been doing so fucking bad lately in my assignments and I don't know why!!! *mumbles*. Anyway. I WANT TO DO WELL. But no time!!!

On Saturday Fern and I decided as a reward for this week from hell we would go out and get horrifically drunk, and then come back to my house where my mom will smirk and ridicule us. Good times.

Next week:
Wednesday: Archaeology essay on my presentation - worth lots.
I am sure there are other things due that my stressed mind can't handle.

FOllowing week:
Wednesday: I have an Archaeology artefact that I HAVE TO MAKE. REPLICA. *SCREAMS*
Then, lucky me, I have exams. I HAVE NO TIME FOR ANYTHING.

I am so horrified.

This was just my post of SCREAMING IN HORROR, so feel free to leave comments with pity or pretty pictures of men (or, um, cute things?) or anything else.

*nods*

*swears profusely*

I have so much to do, and not enough time. I have an archaeology oral on thursday, in which I have to read Clan of the Cave Bears and write about physical and cultural representations of the neanderthals. Fair enough, but THE BOOK IS HUGE AND LONG AND HAS LOTS AND LOTS IN IT. ARGH. I will never get it done in time, especially with the relatives visiting. I'm also so tired, my left eye has developed a twitch. This IS NOT GOOD.

I am also behind on my SPN and SGA fic on LJ. I normally read it daily. I haven't for about a week now. I think it may be making me GO CRAZY.

On Saturday I saw Mission Impossible 3. I would squee about it, but I'm just too tired. Instead I will leave you with a few choice words. Billy Crudup. Jonathan Rhys Meyers. Accent. Evil. Priests uniforms. Nekkid. Sort of. Anyway.

I also went with Fern to the casino. I will write about that another time.

*runs away to sleep*