Mr. Montecristo, you need to leave me alone when I'm vulnerable.
Over the weekend I managed to catch up on sleep. Between Friday night and Saturday morning I got twelve hours of snooze time, which has given me a buzz of energy that's lasted till this afternoon.
In the school end of things, I've got two weeks until the end of semester, then another week until my four-exams-in-six-days rush. A paper on Shakespeare's Twelfth Night was (luckily) given an extension, so I won't be tearing all my hair out. However, this has led to my (admittedly rare) foible of Cuban vice rearing its ugly head again, which greatly annoys me. I haven't touched any in at least six weeks, and won't start now just because school and parental makes me snarky.
While I am currently bombarded with stress (;_;), I have to remind myself that I get to prance around the East Coast for two weeks when I'm done.
In the school end of things, I've got two weeks until the end of semester, then another week until my four-exams-in-six-days rush. A paper on Shakespeare's Twelfth Night was (luckily) given an extension, so I won't be tearing all my hair out. However, this has led to my (admittedly rare) foible of Cuban vice rearing its ugly head again, which greatly annoys me. I haven't touched any in at least six weeks, and won't start now just because school and parental makes me snarky.
While I am currently bombarded with stress (;_;), I have to remind myself that I get to prance around the East Coast for two weeks when I'm done.