Shit homie
Umm yeah so I'm tired. And I'm a little bit stressed. I find that my daily worries keep me up at night, one of them is: Did I do everything I'm supposed to do to keep up in my classes today? It's always a mystery to me whether or not I got everything done that I was supposed to. And I'm a little worried about Japanese too because we were supposed to turn in our drafts for our compositions...and I didn't...but the schedule said "dashitai hito dake" (only people who want to turn it in), so I assumed that it's optional. But still...I don't like assuming. But the only thing scarier than assuming is asking the teacher. She still scares me even though she's just a tiny Japanese woman who looks and sounds like she's about 14. So...I'm just gonna let it be, I guess. And now it's too late to ask her anyhow because it's been like a few days since we turned them in. FACK sometimes I hate schoolings. And on top of that, I've got this second paper for history hanging over my head, which I have to worry about on top of getting caught up on the fucking reading, which I'm a little over a week behind on. Fuckleberries. Also there's those pesky Math 308 assignments which just come creepin' up on me all the time. And apparently the material we're covering now is the most difficult material of the quarter, and I don't even know what the fuck it is. So, sheeit, looks like I'll be learning all about it tomorrow night at CLUE, which is where I seem to be learning all of my math. I just can't pay attention in lecture, it's not fucking possible. And we're already on week 6 of classes, which means finals are rapidly approaching, and I'm about to shit my pants in fear. This quarter is much more enjoyable than the last, but it's going by way too fucking fast. There doesn't appear to be enough time in the day to get everything done that I need to. If I didn't need to eat or sleep, things would be a million times more easier. But I dunno, the escape I get from sleep is like the one pleasure I seem to be having in life right about now. Well, besides Danny... I want to feel healthy once again. I want to walk around in comfortable shoes. I want to be wearing nice clothes that don't look all sloppy everyday. I want to get at least 8 hours of sleep a night. I want to work out every day. I want to have a couch that's not broken and doesn't smell like pee. I want a different roommate. I don't want to live in this cramped box of an apartment anymore. I want to have energy for once. I wish everything didn't feel like such a struggle. I need to go clothes shopping. And I need a source of income...but a job would not suit me at this point. My life is such a disorganized mess, I don't know where the fuck I would fit one in. Maybe I should try doing everything on a schedule next week. I wonder if that would help me feel more in control. I dunno, I'm done bitching for now. I think I'm gonna try to sleep.