I stayed up late last night or early this morning working on three papers. Unfortunately, since I still have longer, more difficult papers to write, there was no sense of relief upon finishing those three papers. Just constant, growing awareness of my imminent doom.
When I woke up this morning, I didn't feel well. It only got worse as the day went on, so I left my last class early and called into work. My plan was to work on upcoming papers and read Dracula for my British Literature class, but the lack of sleep these past few days soon caught up with me and I woke up four hours later.
I'm feeling a little better now, but I still have much to do, so I have to leave you with this sad excuse for a post.