i <3 bach much
had an almost nervous break down today.
it became more of a fit as i quelled the waves of anger and frustration with my usual rememdy. YES, i have developed a recovery formula (and i'm sure u all have a routine) because colleges have unleashed the not so jolly green beast inside of me. no i don't rip off my clothes while filling out applications, sorry to disappoint, but i do freak out and sometimes hyper ventilate. however this occures only on special occasions, like when i think i've finally mailed a college out of my hands and suddenly it comes back to bite me in the ass. also discovering at the VERY last minute (a month becomes a minute in senior land) that you are going to be defered from a school through some freak mishap and that you must hurry your little ass up and apply to four more colleges on whim is a kick in the face, but better than NOT discovering through some freak accident that you might be defered from college of choice and being stuck in bumblefuck.
so i indulged in cursing, a hot bath, and various foods, until i rebooted.
i am on the LAST application tho, U. of Michigan. i like the sound of Ann Arbor and a School of Art and Design.
i am relatively fucked when it comes to this marking period's grades.
no way in hell the calc C is going anywhere fast
and my studio art projects are FARFARFAR from done, and they are due tuesday.
plus upcoming tests in various classes.
but ENOUGH bitching about academics because that hardly counts for living.
i got back my rolls of film and results are better than expected. altho, b & w has this uncanny way of making my subjects look deranged and fuzzy. but i can't wait to take some more shots
well that's all for now. back to the grind. er
o one more thing, i don't sleep anymore. i wake up at least 3 times a night. or sometimes i think it's 6:30 am, hobble downstairs and proceed to pour myself a giant bowl of cereal, only to realize its 2:30 am, and i'm going blind.
now there truly is no more to share so gooooood night.
it became more of a fit as i quelled the waves of anger and frustration with my usual rememdy. YES, i have developed a recovery formula (and i'm sure u all have a routine) because colleges have unleashed the not so jolly green beast inside of me. no i don't rip off my clothes while filling out applications, sorry to disappoint, but i do freak out and sometimes hyper ventilate. however this occures only on special occasions, like when i think i've finally mailed a college out of my hands and suddenly it comes back to bite me in the ass. also discovering at the VERY last minute (a month becomes a minute in senior land) that you are going to be defered from a school through some freak mishap and that you must hurry your little ass up and apply to four more colleges on whim is a kick in the face, but better than NOT discovering through some freak accident that you might be defered from college of choice and being stuck in bumblefuck.
so i indulged in cursing, a hot bath, and various foods, until i rebooted.
i am on the LAST application tho, U. of Michigan. i like the sound of Ann Arbor and a School of Art and Design.
i am relatively fucked when it comes to this marking period's grades.
no way in hell the calc C is going anywhere fast
and my studio art projects are FARFARFAR from done, and they are due tuesday.
plus upcoming tests in various classes.
but ENOUGH bitching about academics because that hardly counts for living.
i got back my rolls of film and results are better than expected. altho, b & w has this uncanny way of making my subjects look deranged and fuzzy. but i can't wait to take some more shots
well that's all for now. back to the grind. er
o one more thing, i don't sleep anymore. i wake up at least 3 times a night. or sometimes i think it's 6:30 am, hobble downstairs and proceed to pour myself a giant bowl of cereal, only to realize its 2:30 am, and i'm going blind.
now there truly is no more to share so gooooood night.