THANK YOU
THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO FILLED OUT MY SURVEY. You guys saved my asssss.... ;_;
So, speaking of that survey, I was up until four in the morning getting all my HW done for that damn Science class. Because we didn't just have that project due, we had three projects due, and I'm a dumbass who procrastinates on everything. So first class is at 10:30, right? And I set my alarm for nine so I'd have lotsa time to wake up and get ready. I forgot to take into account everything I'd consumed to help me stay up and actually focus enough to finish my Science shit; in the course of nine hours, I consumed three bottles of Dr.Pepper, a bag of chips, and one of those five hour energy drink things. Needless to say, I didn't really sleep, and when my alarm went off five hours later I cursed the world, crawled out of bed, had breakfast, and promptly remembered the essay draft I had due in English (my first class of the day) that I had forgotten about and now had 25 minutes to finish it in. I finished, and it was all shiny and sparkly and full of big words and then my teacher didn't even collect them, she just made sure we had something and had us switch with another person to discuss what we thought of the reading.
I died a little inside.
Then came the lecture portion of that damn Science class. Usually, this class isn't so bad, but the woman they've had lecturing is bad at it. Really bad. She uses Power Points as an aid, and gives like, five seconds to write down three paragraphs. Okay, I exaggerate; she gives you ten seconds. And then she expounds upon the pages that have maybe one sentence for ten minutes. I was feeling slightly homicidal by the end, but I controlled it and ran back to my room so I could print out and turn in all the lovely Science HW I'd been awake for too damn long completing.
The day was all set to be become better; I was reading a good book, I got to hang out with one of my friends, the essay I had due tomorrow needs to only be 500 words on a very easy compare and contrast...
But no, I can't have a good day on no sleep. I ended up crashing for two hours after hanging out with Jon, before waking up with stomach cramps and nausea. I was stuck in the bathroom for a while, trying not to throw up what little I'd eaten today. So, I'm not going to class tomorrow. I am going to be a miserable little ball of queasy feelings for half the night, then sleep through my classes and wake up with the knowledge I still have HW to do for three classes, two of which are essays. Yay.
Sorry for the bitching guys; I am not a happy llama right now D:
So, speaking of that survey, I was up until four in the morning getting all my HW done for that damn Science class. Because we didn't just have that project due, we had three projects due, and I'm a dumbass who procrastinates on everything. So first class is at 10:30, right? And I set my alarm for nine so I'd have lotsa time to wake up and get ready. I forgot to take into account everything I'd consumed to help me stay up and actually focus enough to finish my Science shit; in the course of nine hours, I consumed three bottles of Dr.Pepper, a bag of chips, and one of those five hour energy drink things. Needless to say, I didn't really sleep, and when my alarm went off five hours later I cursed the world, crawled out of bed, had breakfast, and promptly remembered the essay draft I had due in English (my first class of the day) that I had forgotten about and now had 25 minutes to finish it in. I finished, and it was all shiny and sparkly and full of big words and then my teacher didn't even collect them, she just made sure we had something and had us switch with another person to discuss what we thought of the reading.
I died a little inside.
Then came the lecture portion of that damn Science class. Usually, this class isn't so bad, but the woman they've had lecturing is bad at it. Really bad. She uses Power Points as an aid, and gives like, five seconds to write down three paragraphs. Okay, I exaggerate; she gives you ten seconds. And then she expounds upon the pages that have maybe one sentence for ten minutes. I was feeling slightly homicidal by the end, but I controlled it and ran back to my room so I could print out and turn in all the lovely Science HW I'd been awake for too damn long completing.
The day was all set to be become better; I was reading a good book, I got to hang out with one of my friends, the essay I had due tomorrow needs to only be 500 words on a very easy compare and contrast...
But no, I can't have a good day on no sleep. I ended up crashing for two hours after hanging out with Jon, before waking up with stomach cramps and nausea. I was stuck in the bathroom for a while, trying not to throw up what little I'd eaten today. So, I'm not going to class tomorrow. I am going to be a miserable little ball of queasy feelings for half the night, then sleep through my classes and wake up with the knowledge I still have HW to do for three classes, two of which are essays. Yay.
Sorry for the bitching guys; I am not a happy llama right now D: