The Finite

Okay. I promised. So…

I don’t like staying up late to finish essays, much less 3000-word novels. I’m spoiled (relative to my peers) on sleep. But I have no choice. You see…

That explains why I stayed up til midnight on Tuesday night and only finished 600 words. Then I slept 8:30 to 11:00 Wednesday night, got up, pounded 1000 words out of myself from 12:00 to 3:00, slept again, and got up for the Thursday physics test. How was it? I really can’t tell you. It was too much of a blur for my memory to log. I can tell you that I realized that I was, after the test, more finished with my essay than I was with the multiple choice section. I worked until 2:30 AM Thursday before finally giving in to sleep, oh, that sultry, evasive bedmate. Unfortunately, at this point, I lacked a conclusion and proofreading for the last half of my essay. I took care of that on my laptop in AP Psych and PE.

2964 words. Like a piece of my soul on a .doc. Then again, no… It’s the parts of my soul that I don’t want. The parts that are still up at 2:00 AM. I had picked a topic Sunday night. Then it went through a couple of iterations.

*Note that on Wednesday night, I learned the correct spelling of “Aeneid”.

So I had to change my thesis a couple of times and I stayed up till the wee hours of 3:00AM. I’m sure my content didn’t suffer very much suffered only a little descended into madness towards the end.

I probably shouldn’t say that. You see, I’m not a great CWLT student for a couple of reasons.

• I don’t take very clear notes.
• I usually sugar crash 3rd period.
• I don’t retain much that I read unless I have a full night’s sleep and all of my blood.

So that’s why I didn’t have much of a “big picture” of thought between ∞ BC and 1700. I did what anybody not in AP European History would do. I showed up in V’s room after school every day this week in order to interrogate him for information and some analysis clarification of the texts.

So… I’m a little bit of a worrier when it comes to that class. I’m also a little worried because someone blew my cover! V found out that I was an avid “blogster” and says he’s seen it a couple of times. He tells me his informant was a student. Okay, fess up. Who’s the narc?

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