Fuckity Fuck It

Sometimes I think I'm really good at handling stress, and then sometimes reality just boots me in the ass. I spent five hours studying for my Environmental Policy midterm, except I actually spent five hours studying for last year's midterm, for which there was a study guide on the class website, labeled "Midterm 2008." The one I studied had exactly none of the material that's on the one I'm taking on Thursday. Why, why, why Professor? I'm all twitchy, and I'm dying for a fleshy neck to rip out with my teeth. I could have spent those beautiful hours studying for my other midterms, catching up on homework from flu-week, or if nothing else, cuddling with pit bulls! Just to flesh this rant out a bit: I've been assigned a policy paper and a research proposal for spring break. That's just mean. How am I supposed to do research in a shack in HI? HARUMPH!