I want the grade, but I don't want to write the paper.
I want to pass, but I am not even slightly interested in Marx or his theory on the estrangement of labor right now. Honestly, I enjoyed reading the essay. Our class discussion on it was helpful and fun. Lively, even. I'm glad that we read what we did, but I have no desire to write about any of it.
At all.
I made a sweatshirt. I am not sure if that link will work. I want the sweatshirt that I made, but I don't think that anyone else will want it and you need to buy 6, minimum. And then it's approximately $55 each. Ugh. BUT IT'S SUCH AN AWESOME SWEATSHIRT.
My outline is done and it should be really easy to fill it in with some quotes and some commentary (back to the paper, for those of you who don't have redbull coursing through your brains at 90 mph) but I. Don't. Care.
I want to do well, but the paper has no appeal whatsoever. I am struggling to reconcile those two realities.
Could I go to sleep? Yes. But I can't go to bed because I want the grade.
Could I write my paper? Yes. But I can't do it because I don't care.
Bah.
Welcome back to high school, self.
Edit:
So it's tomorrow now. My paper is due in an hour. I think I'll finish. Yay!
Double Edit:
Evidently I posted this late enough last night that it was already yesterday's tomorrow. So I guess I just should have said that it was later in the day. Or something.
Triple Edit:
I have missed blogging flippantly! This is fun!
I want to pass, but I am not even slightly interested in Marx or his theory on the estrangement of labor right now. Honestly, I enjoyed reading the essay. Our class discussion on it was helpful and fun. Lively, even. I'm glad that we read what we did, but I have no desire to write about any of it.
At all.
I made a sweatshirt. I am not sure if that link will work. I want the sweatshirt that I made, but I don't think that anyone else will want it and you need to buy 6, minimum. And then it's approximately $55 each. Ugh. BUT IT'S SUCH AN AWESOME SWEATSHIRT.
My outline is done and it should be really easy to fill it in with some quotes and some commentary (back to the paper, for those of you who don't have redbull coursing through your brains at 90 mph) but I. Don't. Care.
I want to do well, but the paper has no appeal whatsoever. I am struggling to reconcile those two realities.
Could I go to sleep? Yes. But I can't go to bed because I want the grade.
Could I write my paper? Yes. But I can't do it because I don't care.
Bah.
Welcome back to high school, self.
Edit:
So it's tomorrow now. My paper is due in an hour. I think I'll finish. Yay!
Double Edit:
Evidently I posted this late enough last night that it was already yesterday's tomorrow. So I guess I just should have said that it was later in the day. Or something.
Triple Edit:
I have missed blogging flippantly! This is fun!
fighting ones self for the sake of the paper versus the grade. sounds like my normal self... hmm.
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its somewhat like it. youll have to send me your email addy and ill send on some of the writings of said book.
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