Gah

My life is filled with blah again. This week is going to be a week of little sleep and even less accomplishment, in all probability.

I have finished my second sort of editing of my history paper, which is to say my second draft of the paper. I have three editing sessions in which I have to toss over eight lines. But not only that, but I need to elaborate on some points. It's going to be a painstaking process over the next fifteen hours, suffice it to say.

I'm giving it about an hour to just sit there and be pretty. Right now, if I don't touch it, it's probably at a C- level, if not worse.

Each editing cycle should get me a grade higher, at least.

However, for the next twenty minutes or so, my primary concern is Methods in Immunology, in which I have an exam tomorrow. This exam is both good and bad, because it diverts me from History, but at the same time, it guarantees that class tomorrow should be relatively short, meaning that I get to finish quickly (hopefully withint thirty minutes) and spend the next two hours doing a third edit. I'm just so worried, it's not even funny.

There are so few bright and shiny things left in my life during these times. I still have to survive the rest of September, all of October, all of November, and over half of December. Through all of this, I get the overwhelming sense of doom. Not devastating doom, but doom nonetheless. In all probability, this semester will signal the end of my straight A streak. No longer will the GPA next to my name say 4.000, but rather, something utterly annoying. If I get one A-, my GPA will become 3.993 overall and a 3.964 on semester, and a UCCS overall of 3.990. All of these things are utterly annoying.

Ok, I'm going to go study and then edit edit edit.