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I'm feeling like doing something DRASTIC. Shaving my head, covering my body with tatoos, getting me one of those ever-popular eating disorders, who knows. I don't know why. Sometimes I just feel like I need to do something excessive. I never do. It's just a phase I go through when I get so stressed I struggle falling asleep at night and the tired dellerium makes me think something big will alleviate the trouble.
Things are getting incredibly hectic, as predicted, in yearbook. Also as predicted, Tim and I are the only ones getting anything done. Within the next 3 or 4 days I need to edit Fine Arts Copy, re-edit spring Sports copy, hopefully drop all of that on the spreads, make my own softball and chamber singers spreads, fix all of the mistakes on the computer for hundreds of pages of proofs, pretend to be creative and come up with funny folios for every seven of those pages, scrounge up some senior sailabration pictures and many many other things.
At least tomorrow is the AP Calc test. I couldn't give two shits and at least afterwards I won't be expected to do any work for that class. I'm all about sitting back and coasting. All I have to do is make sure that I pass government despite my incompetent teacher and try not to let the yearbook suck. Oh, and pull off a huge debate on Thursday. But I think my team will kick ass.
Last night I stayed up way too late reading. Because I'm that cool. And now I'm that exhausted.
Blah. I got nothing.
Things are getting incredibly hectic, as predicted, in yearbook. Also as predicted, Tim and I are the only ones getting anything done. Within the next 3 or 4 days I need to edit Fine Arts Copy, re-edit spring Sports copy, hopefully drop all of that on the spreads, make my own softball and chamber singers spreads, fix all of the mistakes on the computer for hundreds of pages of proofs, pretend to be creative and come up with funny folios for every seven of those pages, scrounge up some senior sailabration pictures and many many other things.
At least tomorrow is the AP Calc test. I couldn't give two shits and at least afterwards I won't be expected to do any work for that class. I'm all about sitting back and coasting. All I have to do is make sure that I pass government despite my incompetent teacher and try not to let the yearbook suck. Oh, and pull off a huge debate on Thursday. But I think my team will kick ass.
Last night I stayed up way too late reading. Because I'm that cool. And now I'm that exhausted.
Blah. I got nothing.