Irritated As Fuck

I'm having trouble writing my final exam essays for history. I've spent the past 8 hours working on them, literally, and I have nothing to show for it. Just a bunch of scribbled down notes....it's too many fucking questions to answer in like the one question. It's so irritating, I feel like she could have atleast gave us a brief introduction or something on how to write this shit based on all these stupid fucking questions contained in one super question. All I need is a fucking thesis statement, a good solid thesis statement so I can write the rest of the stupid paper for each stupid assignment. I don't know what to do...I need to study for statistics too, I can't spend all my time writing this stupid paper.

uggggh, I'm so pissed off and irritated by this. The last history class I took was different, they explained what they wanted us to do and how they wanted us to do it. They gave examples, it's like jeez, I haven't had to write a paper that required me to have a thesis statement since my junior year in high school...I'm technically a senior in college now, thats so freakin long ago how can she seriously expect us to just know this shit.

I feel like I"m making it harder than it actually is. I mean my freakin gosh, it's a 2 1/2 to 3 page paper for each question...it should have only taken me the past 8 hours to write BOTH papers and I should have had it done by now. I went to class everyday, I took excellent notes, and yet still I cannot write this stupid fucking essay because I can't think of a stupid fucking thesis statement because she wants us to answer too many fucking questions within one super question. I hate this class, I swear. History was always my favorite subject, it even was last quarter when I did the online class, but with her it's almost making me hate history.

It's even mroe annoying because its like, ok, what if I suddenly get this spurt of energy, and it's like "ohmygod i can totally write this!" ...and the past 8 hours of work turn out to be useless. All the notes, the brain rattling, the irritation, all of it useless, and I end up staying up all night tomorrow finishing the paper and never gettign to study statistics.

God I hate this fucking class. I emailed the instructor today at like 1 PM with questions and I have yet to hear a damn thing from her and the essay is due this Thursday.

So irritated.