it's a hard knock life
i no longer know what i'm doing with my life. i have to be up for class in five hours, and i'm still up, fucking around online. exactly what i did last night, till 4.30 in the morning, despite knowing that i had to be up at 7.30 for an appointment, and two exams to study for a couple hours after that. i've had maybe 15 collective hours of sleep so far this week (and that's being generous), and i can't even say i spent most of my time up doing anything.
ah, burnout. i thought we were over for real this time. except i haven't even done enough this quarter to have earned the right to be burnt out. WHAT IS HAPPENING, SELF. i was so tired and emotional this week that i cut class early on tuesday because of a stupid fight with a semi-friend and walked home so upset that i was leaking angry tears the entire way. of course, when i actually got home and found the stupendously, ridiculously well-timed card from my favouritest person in the world (and i will never know how she does that, every time, so the only explanation there can be is that pixiebeanz is made of MAGIC), i spent the next fifteen minutes bawling, and then felt better about everything.
and proceeded to not study the rest of tuesday night too.
i got home early from my second exam today and fucked around online for, like, over 7 hours now. i don't even know what i've been doing. i hope i pick up the pace next week, because i have a TON of fun things lined up, and a ton of school things i need to get out of the day. it's chicago theatre week and i can't let something silly like school get in the way of culture! or--whatever.
i'm seeing three - possibly four - plays next week (all for free or a ridic discount), hopefully have two movie dates and at least one dinner date set up, and then i'm seeing cook the weekend after that with my sister (IN SAN FRANCISCO, WHAT UP), and then i'm seeing meghan trainor the week i get back, and pentatonix the week after. AND THEN IT WILL BE A WEEK TILL nickietang GETS HERE AND TEN DAYS TILL WE FLY TO ORLANDO FOR DISNEYWORLLD AND USO. and then it's a roadtrip to the south!
...and then school starts up again. y a y. i can't decide if i want time to speed up or slow down.
ah, burnout. i thought we were over for real this time. except i haven't even done enough this quarter to have earned the right to be burnt out. WHAT IS HAPPENING, SELF. i was so tired and emotional this week that i cut class early on tuesday because of a stupid fight with a semi-friend and walked home so upset that i was leaking angry tears the entire way. of course, when i actually got home and found the stupendously, ridiculously well-timed card from my favouritest person in the world (and i will never know how she does that, every time, so the only explanation there can be is that pixiebeanz is made of MAGIC), i spent the next fifteen minutes bawling, and then felt better about everything.
and proceeded to not study the rest of tuesday night too.
i got home early from my second exam today and fucked around online for, like, over 7 hours now. i don't even know what i've been doing. i hope i pick up the pace next week, because i have a TON of fun things lined up, and a ton of school things i need to get out of the day. it's chicago theatre week and i can't let something silly like school get in the way of culture! or--whatever.
i'm seeing three - possibly four - plays next week (all for free or a ridic discount), hopefully have two movie dates and at least one dinner date set up, and then i'm seeing cook the weekend after that with my sister (IN SAN FRANCISCO, WHAT UP), and then i'm seeing meghan trainor the week i get back, and pentatonix the week after. AND THEN IT WILL BE A WEEK TILL nickietang GETS HERE AND TEN DAYS TILL WE FLY TO ORLANDO FOR DISNEYWORLLD AND USO. and then it's a roadtrip to the south!
...and then school starts up again. y a y. i can't decide if i want time to speed up or slow down.