I Wish All The Burning Out I Do Would At Least Burn Me Some Calories
I mean, your body does burn calories according to how much work you do, right? So why can't mental exertion count as calorie burning?? I'd be burning so much right now!
So I woke up at five to start writing my 10-page story again, which was due online for our workshopping tomorrow. I wrote and studied for my Media Studies presentation until 7:30 and got to class by 8. I had class until 12:30, at which time I had to walk across campus to go to Japanese office hours to get my script re-checked for our skit tomorrow. The sensei found a lot of unclear things in the plot (again), which was kind of stressful because I just wanted to get it over with smoothly, but I guess it turned out all right. Coherent now, anyway.
I had a PB&J sandwich during my would-be lunch but stayed on campus practicing for the presentation. Went to class, did the presentation, got home; wrote eight pages in seven hours. Busted my creative cells doing it, too. Current status: pooped.
However, I still need to memorize this skit as well as study for the listening quiz tomorrow, so I'm getting up at 5 a.m. again to do that and then meet with my partner at 7:15 to go over it some more. What days of joy these are!
My friend got sick today and so we didn't go to Taco Bell, either, which I was really looking forward to but in hindsight am sort of glad I didn't go to (because even though I did eat a lot at home today out of sheer mental exhaustion, the stuff I consumed probably isn't nearly as bad as the stuff at Taco Bell). Tomorrow we may or may not be going to the ice cream place to eat three pounds of ice cream for the ice cream challenge, but after classes I will be propsectively shopping for the organization.
After that...home free!
(Note to self: That means no more physical food binging for a mental exhaustion condition.)
The mantra of tonight/early tomorrow: Almost the weekend. Almost there. Almost the weekend. Almost there...
So I woke up at five to start writing my 10-page story again, which was due online for our workshopping tomorrow. I wrote and studied for my Media Studies presentation until 7:30 and got to class by 8. I had class until 12:30, at which time I had to walk across campus to go to Japanese office hours to get my script re-checked for our skit tomorrow. The sensei found a lot of unclear things in the plot (again), which was kind of stressful because I just wanted to get it over with smoothly, but I guess it turned out all right. Coherent now, anyway.
I had a PB&J sandwich during my would-be lunch but stayed on campus practicing for the presentation. Went to class, did the presentation, got home; wrote eight pages in seven hours. Busted my creative cells doing it, too. Current status: pooped.
However, I still need to memorize this skit as well as study for the listening quiz tomorrow, so I'm getting up at 5 a.m. again to do that and then meet with my partner at 7:15 to go over it some more. What days of joy these are!
My friend got sick today and so we didn't go to Taco Bell, either, which I was really looking forward to but in hindsight am sort of glad I didn't go to (because even though I did eat a lot at home today out of sheer mental exhaustion, the stuff I consumed probably isn't nearly as bad as the stuff at Taco Bell). Tomorrow we may or may not be going to the ice cream place to eat three pounds of ice cream for the ice cream challenge, but after classes I will be propsectively shopping for the organization.
After that...home free!
(Note to self: That means no more physical food binging for a mental exhaustion condition.)
The mantra of tonight/early tomorrow: Almost the weekend. Almost there. Almost the weekend. Almost there...