This is One of Those OH SHIT Moments.
So yeah, spent 5 hours working on the same dress. I fought it until I had yet ANOTHER nervous breakdown and sobbed hysterically at my own inepetitude. I suck. Not really, I was tired and I was stressed and I've literally fried my brain from all of this sewing. I need more time. Let me have a couple days off and then I'll go back to it. Two nervous breakdowns in 3 days is 2 too many. I am however impressed that I lasted this late into the semester before it all went to hell in a handbasket (wicker, nice ribbons, cushions- its a nice ride). In retrospect I had it coming- this is what I get for thinking I can pull it off in three weeks, with one week nearly decimated by work training (I am working the vocab something fierce). Its only 2 costumes yet to be assembled, 1 needs some additional hand sewing and all of them need to be finished with buttons and velcro and lace and elastic and whatever else is needed. I did get something remotely done on the girl's sailor suit, so she's being showcased today along with the girl's summer dress.
I am running on about 4 hours of sleep. After I gave up I worked on something else for a bit, then I got stuff togther for the symposium, and went to sleep. Where my dreams are just plain weird. I woek up around 8:30 freaked out that I slept through set up. I didn't and my sleep deprived mind is trying to figured out that I ave about 2 mroe hours to sleep. I finally hauled ass out of bed at 10:40 and I am still pretty coherant. Surprisingly. Just once though, I'd like to wake up with the alarm, not in a stressed induced panic 2, 3, even 4 hours before I have to get up. Is that just too much to ask?
So I am presenting my internship at the Symposium (Cardinal Hall, Student Center 3:30 til 5- be there bitches, you fuckers owe me from Miss BSU) and I have pictures and brochures and music playing on my laptop. I've got the paper for the Interpreters and the picture ID pages. The costumes are actually looking great. Its an amazing set up. What's wrong? The judges won't have ANY idea what the point of my display is BECAUSE I DIDN'T INCLUDE THAT! Because I didn't know I wasn't going to be able to answer questions during the judging. Welp, $10 says I won't get a prize, but whole lot of questions. I hope so, I want to talk about it. People from Minnetrista are coming, I feel loved. And people from the FCS dept, I feel doubly loved.
I just want to say that Nicholas P. Banta is my hero. That boy took the time out of his (somewhat) busy afternoon to haul my ass to the Student Center and even helped carry stuff from the apartment to the car and from the car to Cardinal Hall. I owe him and he knows it. And he won't let me forget it either. =P
I am so ready to get back to my display, but I have another 40 minutes to kill. I did my F401 CAD homework, I tweaked with my gmail contacts, and I wrote in this thing. I need something else to do. Sleep is a good answer. . . NO legal services! I'll go there! Swwwwwweeeettt I have time!
I am running on about 4 hours of sleep. After I gave up I worked on something else for a bit, then I got stuff togther for the symposium, and went to sleep. Where my dreams are just plain weird. I woek up around 8:30 freaked out that I slept through set up. I didn't and my sleep deprived mind is trying to figured out that I ave about 2 mroe hours to sleep. I finally hauled ass out of bed at 10:40 and I am still pretty coherant. Surprisingly. Just once though, I'd like to wake up with the alarm, not in a stressed induced panic 2, 3, even 4 hours before I have to get up. Is that just too much to ask?
So I am presenting my internship at the Symposium (Cardinal Hall, Student Center 3:30 til 5- be there bitches, you fuckers owe me from Miss BSU) and I have pictures and brochures and music playing on my laptop. I've got the paper for the Interpreters and the picture ID pages. The costumes are actually looking great. Its an amazing set up. What's wrong? The judges won't have ANY idea what the point of my display is BECAUSE I DIDN'T INCLUDE THAT! Because I didn't know I wasn't going to be able to answer questions during the judging. Welp, $10 says I won't get a prize, but whole lot of questions. I hope so, I want to talk about it. People from Minnetrista are coming, I feel loved. And people from the FCS dept, I feel doubly loved.
I just want to say that Nicholas P. Banta is my hero. That boy took the time out of his (somewhat) busy afternoon to haul my ass to the Student Center and even helped carry stuff from the apartment to the car and from the car to Cardinal Hall. I owe him and he knows it. And he won't let me forget it either. =P
I am so ready to get back to my display, but I have another 40 minutes to kill. I did my F401 CAD homework, I tweaked with my gmail contacts, and I wrote in this thing. I need something else to do. Sleep is a good answer. . . NO legal services! I'll go there! Swwwwwweeeettt I have time!