Muy estresada

Last Friday I wasn't feeling too hot so I missed my first class. It's a literary criticism class. It was my first time missing, I figured it wasn't a big deal. Today I was looking over the syllabus and I saw that we have an essay due on Monday. I thought to myself, "He [the professor] hasn't given us the assignment sheet, he hasn't even mentioned the essay in class or in email, he's for sure going to push it back a class or two." I come to class today and find out that he introduced the assignment the Friday I missed class. I should have just sucked it up and gone to class, I would have had all this time to work on it. So I'm FREAKING stressed because it's worth quite a bit and I haven't even started thinking about it. One of the worst feelings is going to class and having people ask you, "So how's your paper going?" and then having to respond, "What paper?" SICK. Not to mention that I have to find time to bring it to the writing center and get some help. Madre mia de mi vida! And now I'm writing in my blog instead of working on the paper . . . I have some serious prioritizing to do. Pray for me?