So here you are, in the ninth
Two men out and three men on
Nowhere to look, but inside
Where we all respond to PRESSURE
-Billy <3

I have fifteen minutes before my next class, and it isn’t as if I’d get anything done in those 15 minutes, so…
I also skipped my last two classes to work on my thesis. Oops. They’re big classes though, so it doesn’t matter.

So after a meeting on Monday and a meeting on Tuesday I basically walked down the hall back to my office, got online and screeched “I JUST FIGURED OUT WHAT’S MISSING IN MY THESIS!!!!” Unfortunately, I found this out a mere 72 hours before the deadline, so my heart has been pumping and my brain racing since then. I didn’t sleep last night — I didn’t mean to pull an all nighter; I tried to fall asleep on two seperate occasions, but my brain was just raising, clarifying my ideas in my head, trying to organize things, and so I finally gave up. I’ve been up 30 hours and counting — it took me a little bit of staring at the clock to calculate that. I am carrying around approximately 20 books and 50 journal articles related to Carl Schmitt. After class I need to put in another hour’s work on the thesis, go home and nap wake up around midnight and then no sleep till its done. I wanted to be a total overachiever and turn it in early (It’s due 11:59 PM on Friday) but it’ll probably get in Friday morning instead of the Wednesday-Thursday-at-the-latest I was aiming for. Because of my epiphany I think I’m going to have to sacrifice good writing throughout for a couple strong sections and hopefully a well-chained argument. I’ve never been so nervous about turning a paper in .

I’d like to say that I’ll be celebrating this weekend since my paper will be in, but really I’ll just be catching up on all the reading I didn’t do while I was in “omg, re-write 3/4 of my thesis in 72 hours!” mode.

Help.