i am burned out. i am tired. i am tired of writing this essay. i am mad that my professor gave me one point for participation, and now i have to go talk to him. i am mad that i got an 83 on my stupid grammar test that i didn’t think was that hard. i am mad that i care, because some of these people i’m going to need recommendations from. and do i really want to go to grad school? i don’t know. i don’t care right now. i’m mad that its 10:18 on a monday night and i’m still not done with an essay that should have been done hours ago and isn’t even due until thursday but i want an a so i’m taking it into my professor and i’m so damn tired. how could he give me a 1 in the class that i’m awake in?