He Said "Bill I Believe This Is Killing Me" As The Smile Ran Away From His Face
Wow. There is just so much going on in my world. And I feel like I have no room to talk at all.
I have done alot of work lately. Alot of good, solid, I deserve an A, work, that I'm proud of. Not work where I BS it so I can watch TV or go to bed.
It's really hard to be a good student. I feel like I deserve to work hard and get good grades because I'm paying for it myself. I think that might be one of my prouder moments of my young life. Being able to put myself through college.
And to think, I don't even need a college degree to do what I want to do. But I love learning and being in college, and doing this.
Last night I spent 3 hours building a 1/4inch scale modle of a set for my design class. I got a migrane and went to bed at 1 when I was 90% done.
I finished it today, by gluing it to my theatre, and printed out my 10 page music journal due tomorrow.
Tommorrow is my last crazy Wednesday.
Next semester wont be as bad, wake up and lunch break wise, but will be much worse work load wise. With 2 art classes, I will be spending upwards of 8 hours a week on art alone, not to mention Physics and Film History. Musical Theatre will be a nice break... I hope I fall in love with it.
I want a job more than the combined want of everyone else that wants me to get one.
I'm singing infront of my vocal repretiore class on Thursday. I'm not scared, because 1. its in english and 2. Its Cinderella! I'm excited for Jurys.
I can't wait for sleeping in and relaxing.
I can not wait for Christmas.
I'm mentally and physically so drained. I hope tomorrows classes all go well.
Sleep.
I have done alot of work lately. Alot of good, solid, I deserve an A, work, that I'm proud of. Not work where I BS it so I can watch TV or go to bed.
It's really hard to be a good student. I feel like I deserve to work hard and get good grades because I'm paying for it myself. I think that might be one of my prouder moments of my young life. Being able to put myself through college.
And to think, I don't even need a college degree to do what I want to do. But I love learning and being in college, and doing this.
Last night I spent 3 hours building a 1/4inch scale modle of a set for my design class. I got a migrane and went to bed at 1 when I was 90% done.
I finished it today, by gluing it to my theatre, and printed out my 10 page music journal due tomorrow.
Tommorrow is my last crazy Wednesday.
Next semester wont be as bad, wake up and lunch break wise, but will be much worse work load wise. With 2 art classes, I will be spending upwards of 8 hours a week on art alone, not to mention Physics and Film History. Musical Theatre will be a nice break... I hope I fall in love with it.
I want a job more than the combined want of everyone else that wants me to get one.
I'm singing infront of my vocal repretiore class on Thursday. I'm not scared, because 1. its in english and 2. Its Cinderella! I'm excited for Jurys.
I can't wait for sleeping in and relaxing.
I can not wait for Christmas.
I'm mentally and physically so drained. I hope tomorrows classes all go well.
Sleep.