All that is solid melts into air,
All that is holy is profaned,
And man is at last compelled to face
with sober senses, his real conditions
of life, and his relations with his kind.
~ Karl Marx
[EDIT]: 12:56am 12/19
This twelve page political science paper is straight up, kicking me in the ass. Karl Marx on communism, John Locke on individual importance, and then connecting political authority to political power and comparing theorists I've read to current political conditions. I wish I started this paper last Thursday night when it was originally assigned. If I had a full week to write this paper, I would have LOVED doing the research and writing it. But, since I pretty much really started tonight at 6pm, I'm extremely rushed, stressed, and tired. Therefore, not only do I hate myself for procrastinating so much this week, but I hate this topic and I'm sure the paper will be terrible. But, terrible to me is usually really good for most. I'd settle for a B+ on this paper writing it this late in the game.
And too add to this, my face is burnt still and I have the driest mouth possible for some reason. Add that to the lack of motivation I have to walk to my kitchen. Yeah. I'd rather shoot myself in the each foot than be awake now doing what I'm doing.
This twelve page political science paper is straight up, kicking me in the ass. Karl Marx on communism, John Locke on individual importance, and then connecting political authority to political power and comparing theorists I've read to current political conditions. I wish I started this paper last Thursday night when it was originally assigned. If I had a full week to write this paper, I would have LOVED doing the research and writing it. But, since I pretty much really started tonight at 6pm, I'm extremely rushed, stressed, and tired. Therefore, not only do I hate myself for procrastinating so much this week, but I hate this topic and I'm sure the paper will be terrible. But, terrible to me is usually really good for most. I'd settle for a B+ on this paper writing it this late in the game.
And too add to this, my face is burnt still and I have the driest mouth possible for some reason. Add that to the lack of motivation I have to walk to my kitchen. Yeah. I'd rather shoot myself in the each foot than be awake now doing what I'm doing.
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