UGH

Happy February! I should be studying for my midterm tomorrow, but I feel so completely irritated that I can't do it. Also, it's for Ling 1, and that's none too hard. Although if I get anything less than an A, I'll feel shame forever (I'm not being persnickety, or maybe I am, but it's with good reason, because this class is so entry-level that it's not even a requirement for ling majors). I just can't bring myself to study! Like, there's something so daunting about reviewing what a morpheme is for the five hundredth time. I don't want to do it. AND OH MY HECK I CAN'T WITH SADIE. She's sitting over in her chair literally grunting about every ten seconds, like what on earth is that for? And when she's not doing that, she's making other inhuman noises. I guess I should be glad that she finally finished eating the most noisome pistachio nuts in the world, but it's a little hard to see the joy in life at this juncture. Also, I want to go to bed, but then she'll feel obligated to turn the lights off, and I feel weird about sleeping when she's awake, because her judgement is palpable. But if I don't, I'll have trouble waking up tomorrow (even more than usual, I mean). Also, my ear hurts. And my elbow. And I feel totally fat today. And my enrollment appointment is probably going to be at a bad time, so all the spots for the programming class I need (first of the series) will be taken. And why won't they put up the listings for Semantics 2 and Syntax 2 already? Usually, I like planning schedules, it's kind of a way to destress, but right now it's making me even more irritated. You know what, I'm tired, and I can't take any more bodily noises, so I'm going to bed, and Sadie can judge her heart out. At least then I can have my GPA to comfort me.