I had three papers to write this week. A seven-pager, a five-pager, and a three-pager, due in that order. The seven-pager was due in class. I finished it last night, and duly handed it in today. The five-pager is due at midnight tonight. I just emailed it to my professor, a whopping 45 minutes before the deadline. In the attached message I told him, "I hope you enjoy reading this paper as much as I enjoyed writing it." (One of my literature professors is fond of saying that you can never be too ambiguous. Haha. I crack myself up.)
Anyway, the last paper is a three-page essay for the freshman history course I'm taking. I'll write it tomorrow; I always write these the day they're due anyway. This is my fifth year of college, for heaven's sake! I can so ace freshman history with my eyes closed. (But only because I'm really good at touch-typing.)
Today was a good day. Acting class was mega-fun, and I might be turning into a good actress. I made tuna casserole for dinner, because Bryan likes it and it's so easy. We played a game of Boggle after dinner, because why should you work on your paper when you have four pages left to write and five hours until it's due? You have to wait until there are only four hours, so the hour-to-page ratio is 1-to-1 and the pressure kicks in.
Anyway, Boggle was fun, and tomorrow night Bryan and I are going to have dinner at Panera Bread and see Garden State at the local second-run theater. So I am excited about getting so much work done and about our date!
Oh, and I'm saying a Christmas Novena (it's actually 27 days) that my friend told me has never been known to fail. Life is good.