The Writtens

My head is spinning from studying. I feel like if I had just one more week I would really have a good grasp on everything and I feel so guilty for fucking up earlier this summer. Plus, Narc has totally been blowing me off all week and it's making me depressed because I blew off my summer to spend my time with people like him...

Right now I'm at Balucchi's, somewhere on First Avenue. Just came from cat-sitting Babe who is totally adorable. I have to finish all my book reviews and all my index cards tonight even if I have to stay up really late to do it. And tomorrow I'll just drill my flash cards over and over. I'm not worried about figuring out my essay themes in advance because that part always comes really naturally to me. I just need to make sure I have the authors and arguments at my fingertips.

Tomorrow I should go to school and find the room in advance and double check my password.

I feel so down right now. I mean, I know it's probably just from hunger, but sometimes it's hard to distinguish that from depression. I am really hungry.

PS: Went to Narc's last night.