I JUST finished my Tragedy essay. Consciousness as Key Criterion in Defining Tragedy.

I just have a disgusting premonition that my professor's going to kill me tomorrow.

ARGH.

Like what the hell. Sigh. Why am I so bothered anyway. It's just a stupid 10% paper. And like why do I care that she's gonna kick my ass tomorrow???

I am bothered!!! Because I feel horrible!!!

Someone cheer me up!

And like why do I care if I flunk the stupid essay or not?!

Because I care!!! UGH. Stupid stupid stupid.

It's so full of mambojumbo that I just want to [select all] and [CUT].

AHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.