Dear Diary, I'm supposed to be writing this huge article that's due tomorrow. If I don't finish it I flunk the class. No exceptions. I've been "working on it" for two hours, and I've written like a paragraph. Sigh. I don't know what to do. I hate deadlines. Why did I agree to be on the newspaper? I HATE deadlines! They freak me out. I can't get any work done with deadlines. Well, I'm a slow worker anyway, but... sigh. I have a headache. Too much sparkling vanilla cream soda and loud music. ah silence can be wonderful. Perhaps a job wasn't a good idea. I'm so busy and stressed and exhausted all the time. Hmm. Ask me if I like my job after my first payday. :) I give up on this assignment. I'll finish it tomorrow. I'm too tired right now.