Wake me up... later.
We're going down down in an earlier round...
That song is stuck in my head.
I know I have class tomorrow at 10AM and I haven't read all of the reading material and I haven't bothered to write up a plan for the final project [Seriously! Who makes students write what they want to do for the final project after only 2 days of class? I barely even know what I'm learning, let alone what I want a semesters worth of research to be about!] and that I'm already exhausted, but I can't seem to draw myself away from my computer long enough to cuddle up in bed and sleep.
Not that my roommate's helping any, being awake too.
Film school at an art institute is the most taxing school. I feel that my head will explode. Or implode. Whatever's easiest for my head, because honestly, I don't really care.
Not only am I required to be in class tomorrow morning from 10AM to 1PM, I have a meeting at 1.30PM and dance class at 6PM. Can't say I'm looking forward to dance class since I'm still sore from Monday. I could not move my legs today and sat out in Lighting Concepts and just took notes. Achinnnggg. And I'm still recovering from an allergic reaction Tuesday morning [at 3AM, no less, to my roommates lotion. I had to get out of the room and call up my boyfriend to pick me up so I could sleep at his place so that I wouldn't, you know, asphixiate and die.]
Bloody hell. Wake me up when February ends, please.
That song is stuck in my head.
I know I have class tomorrow at 10AM and I haven't read all of the reading material and I haven't bothered to write up a plan for the final project [Seriously! Who makes students write what they want to do for the final project after only 2 days of class? I barely even know what I'm learning, let alone what I want a semesters worth of research to be about!] and that I'm already exhausted, but I can't seem to draw myself away from my computer long enough to cuddle up in bed and sleep.
Not that my roommate's helping any, being awake too.
Film school at an art institute is the most taxing school. I feel that my head will explode. Or implode. Whatever's easiest for my head, because honestly, I don't really care.
Not only am I required to be in class tomorrow morning from 10AM to 1PM, I have a meeting at 1.30PM and dance class at 6PM. Can't say I'm looking forward to dance class since I'm still sore from Monday. I could not move my legs today and sat out in Lighting Concepts and just took notes. Achinnnggg. And I'm still recovering from an allergic reaction Tuesday morning [at 3AM, no less, to my roommates lotion. I had to get out of the room and call up my boyfriend to pick me up so I could sleep at his place so that I wouldn't, you know, asphixiate and die.]
Bloody hell. Wake me up when February ends, please.