like a daydream, or a fever.
today is monday, meaning tomorrow is tuesday. From now on, tuesday means Programming class at 2:30. 2:30 is the first time I need to be alert. I've decided to wake up at 9 tomorrow; 9 in comparison to 6:30 during highschool (and 6 during the summer for work). 9, meaning that if I go to bed at midnight, I have 9 hours of sleep. It's only 10 right now, meaning that if I sleep at 12 I have 2 more hours to listen to this record and to read this book (both borrowed from Greg who shares a lot of convenient hobbies with me). And that's for 9 hours of sleep; that is a major luxury in Daveland. the magic number is 7, and with only 5 I'd make it through most days, still awake enough to be human, able to put on a show of energeticness.
So that is what monday nights are like. And Wednesday nights, as Thursday is the same. On Tuesday and Thursday nights, I'll need to be up by about 6:30, like in the old days, but I'll be back at home (if I wish) for around 11:30; lunch, and a nap, maybe. Wednesday appears to be so gruelling, but by the time they are part of my routine I will have a laptop and can surf the net and read books and finish homework during my 7+ hours of free time between classes.
I think it's safe to say that I've never looked into the unknown with such optimism. no doubt it'll wind up being totally horribly unbearably awful.
So that is what monday nights are like. And Wednesday nights, as Thursday is the same. On Tuesday and Thursday nights, I'll need to be up by about 6:30, like in the old days, but I'll be back at home (if I wish) for around 11:30; lunch, and a nap, maybe. Wednesday appears to be so gruelling, but by the time they are part of my routine I will have a laptop and can surf the net and read books and finish homework during my 7+ hours of free time between classes.
I think it's safe to say that I've never looked into the unknown with such optimism. no doubt it'll wind up being totally horribly unbearably awful.