God, how I hate time.
/start rant
Time really, really sucks. You can never have enough of it, and yet, simultaenously, you have more than you know what to do with. Add to that how crappy my employers are being, and you get one seriously stressed-out Becca.
In case you were wondering why you never see long, interesting, well-thought-out posts from me lately, here's what my average week's been like for about the past 8 weeks:
Monday: Up at 7/8 am. School till 1:30 pm, then straight to work till 7 pm (if there's no show) or 11/11:30/12 am (if there is a show.) If only working till 7, come home, make dinner, and try to do homework and hang out with Jer and Sarah at the same time.
Tuesday: Up at 7 am. Work 8:30 am till 5 pm, or 2 pm till 10/11/12 am if there's a night show. Make dinner and try to do homework if there's any time left, or attempt to get homework done in the morning before work.
Wednesday: Up at 7/8 am, depending on whether I've actually finished the homework that's due. School till 1:30. Bus gets me home by 2:30/3 pm. Homework till 5 pm, which is drum practice. Drum till 7-ish. Dinner, then homework/quality time with my household.
Thursday: Remarkably similar to Tuesday. Up at 7 am. Work 8:30 am till 5 pm, or 2 pm till 10/11/12 am if there's a night show. Try to do homework if there's any time left, dinner, work, yadda yadda.
Friday: Up at 7/8 am, depending on homework levels. School till 1:30. Home by 2:30/3, work on homework till 5:45, get ready, dance class from 6:30 till 7:30 or later. Every other week, required attendance at Panini's for drinks with some friends. Home and collapse.
Saturday: Up at 8 am. Class at 9 am and goes till 1 pm. Work, usually 2/3/4 pm till 11/12 am.
Sunday: My one "day off" a week, usually involves spending the whole day at Jer's mom's trying to achieve clean clothes for the upcoming week. May also involve other family fun, since no-one ever *whine*"seeeeeeees you any mooooore". Attempting to get homework done as well, so not really a day off.
Is it any wonder I'm becoming increasingly short-tempered these days? Add to this fantastic fun-filled schedule midterms, big archeology projects, a ton of costuming work to be done for the recital, people who want to be hennaed for the recital, and a very very special new friend who I barely see or talk to, and increasingly frustrating job, and you see why my tolerance levels are dropping sharply. I'm exhausted, frazzled, and I hate everything. I'm sick of it all! I'm gonna quit everything!
/end rant
Time really, really sucks. You can never have enough of it, and yet, simultaenously, you have more than you know what to do with. Add to that how crappy my employers are being, and you get one seriously stressed-out Becca.
In case you were wondering why you never see long, interesting, well-thought-out posts from me lately, here's what my average week's been like for about the past 8 weeks:
Monday: Up at 7/8 am. School till 1:30 pm, then straight to work till 7 pm (if there's no show) or 11/11:30/12 am (if there is a show.) If only working till 7, come home, make dinner, and try to do homework and hang out with Jer and Sarah at the same time.
Tuesday: Up at 7 am. Work 8:30 am till 5 pm, or 2 pm till 10/11/12 am if there's a night show. Make dinner and try to do homework if there's any time left, or attempt to get homework done in the morning before work.
Wednesday: Up at 7/8 am, depending on whether I've actually finished the homework that's due. School till 1:30. Bus gets me home by 2:30/3 pm. Homework till 5 pm, which is drum practice. Drum till 7-ish. Dinner, then homework/quality time with my household.
Thursday: Remarkably similar to Tuesday. Up at 7 am. Work 8:30 am till 5 pm, or 2 pm till 10/11/12 am if there's a night show. Try to do homework if there's any time left, dinner, work, yadda yadda.
Friday: Up at 7/8 am, depending on homework levels. School till 1:30. Home by 2:30/3, work on homework till 5:45, get ready, dance class from 6:30 till 7:30 or later. Every other week, required attendance at Panini's for drinks with some friends. Home and collapse.
Saturday: Up at 8 am. Class at 9 am and goes till 1 pm. Work, usually 2/3/4 pm till 11/12 am.
Sunday: My one "day off" a week, usually involves spending the whole day at Jer's mom's trying to achieve clean clothes for the upcoming week. May also involve other family fun, since no-one ever *whine*"seeeeeeees you any mooooore". Attempting to get homework done as well, so not really a day off.
Is it any wonder I'm becoming increasingly short-tempered these days? Add to this fantastic fun-filled schedule midterms, big archeology projects, a ton of costuming work to be done for the recital, people who want to be hennaed for the recital, and a very very special new friend who I barely see or talk to, and increasingly frustrating job, and you see why my tolerance levels are dropping sharply. I'm exhausted, frazzled, and I hate everything. I'm sick of it all! I'm gonna quit everything!
/end rant