o.
it is so amazing how this works.
i went the entire summer unable to wake up to an alarm clock.
...i was just too tired.
i slept through meetings, classes at 2pm, meals.
i stayed up past sunrise every day.
i almost never made it out of the house while it was still light out.
not now.
i woke up for generals without a problem.
i wake up for class in the morning.
i have my terrible tension headaches and backaches that i missed oh so dearly.
callbacks are eating me alive.
it is only the first day, and i cannot tell you how much work i have to do.
also, i am my mother's daughter, so my apartment always seems filthy to me.
nothing is ever clean enough.
i was pleasantly surprised to learn that the rest of my french class is struggling as much as i am.
[regardless, the class is going to kill me.]
i scheduled my fulbright language evaluation for next wednesday.
my goodness.
i already have my life planned out until next wednesday.
i can't avoid the lists.
[if you don't like them, don't read them; they keep me sane.]
tomorrow: work out, class, hopefully meeting at the gym, callbacks, winter's tale report, french, more.
wednesday: class [so many assignments], fulbright meeting, callbacks [hopefully], homework.
thursday: spinning at 7am, class, all school meeting, shoot myself over cast list, homework, work out.
friday: french, work out, acting for the camera, grocery shopping, hopefully something cool and social.
saturday: sleep in, work, work out, homework, social life [but not really].
sunday: i'd like to say work out and do nothing, but i'll clean...and maybe stay out late or something cool.
monday: no school. homework. maybe run on the track or stadiums or something.
tuesday: work out, class, spinning at 4pm, homework.
wednesday: class, language evaluation, homework.
there's always more.
there is also a very large picture of me now hanging in the fine arts building.
whatever.
i don't need to prove myself.
i can certainly do this.
be fearless.
i went the entire summer unable to wake up to an alarm clock.
...i was just too tired.
i slept through meetings, classes at 2pm, meals.
i stayed up past sunrise every day.
i almost never made it out of the house while it was still light out.
not now.
i woke up for generals without a problem.
i wake up for class in the morning.
i have my terrible tension headaches and backaches that i missed oh so dearly.
callbacks are eating me alive.
it is only the first day, and i cannot tell you how much work i have to do.
also, i am my mother's daughter, so my apartment always seems filthy to me.
nothing is ever clean enough.
i was pleasantly surprised to learn that the rest of my french class is struggling as much as i am.
[regardless, the class is going to kill me.]
i scheduled my fulbright language evaluation for next wednesday.
my goodness.
i already have my life planned out until next wednesday.
i can't avoid the lists.
[if you don't like them, don't read them; they keep me sane.]
tomorrow: work out, class, hopefully meeting at the gym, callbacks, winter's tale report, french, more.
wednesday: class [so many assignments], fulbright meeting, callbacks [hopefully], homework.
thursday: spinning at 7am, class, all school meeting, shoot myself over cast list, homework, work out.
friday: french, work out, acting for the camera, grocery shopping, hopefully something cool and social.
saturday: sleep in, work, work out, homework, social life [but not really].
sunday: i'd like to say work out and do nothing, but i'll clean...and maybe stay out late or something cool.
monday: no school. homework. maybe run on the track or stadiums or something.
tuesday: work out, class, spinning at 4pm, homework.
wednesday: class, language evaluation, homework.
there's always more.
there is also a very large picture of me now hanging in the fine arts building.
whatever.
i don't need to prove myself.
i can certainly do this.
be fearless.