Exhausted
I seriously think my bed is cursed.
It is sucking out my life force very slowly... so that when I go to bed to sleep, I wake up just as tired as I was before... and I miss my morning class and am 5 minutes late to work. Ugh.
Maybe I picked something up at the haunted house the BF and I went ghost-hunting at and brought it back with me... if I were a haunt, I would want to haunt my bed. It's very fluffy and comfortable. And, oh yeah, there are usually one or more humans in it to suck the life out of!
So this post gets *exasperated face*
Finals are next week. Urrrrrrgh. Monday I have my Psych final at 1:30, not too bad. Tuesday may very well be the death of me. Working 3-6am so I force myself to study for the Latin final at 7:30am, then studying Biology 9:30-11:15 for the Bio final at 11:30. Wednesday I work 5-8am and study for the Soc final at 9:30am... but at least wednesday I get WAFFLE STICKS for breakfast! Then I work again later that day...3-5. And Thursday morning my boy and the guys head out to the airport for their trip south to Puerto Rico for a week! So jealous... they're going to explore the jungle and lay on the beach and get tan... and I'll be job hunting so as to not have to work at the mother fucking dairy bar again this summer! (Ah, yeah, I decided not to give up swearing for Lent. I actually decided to try to give up procrastinating... which is even harder to do. It's turned into an epic fail, actually.)
Well, the boss needs me to call people about honors tours tomorrow, so I'm off here. Toodles, all.
~Megan
It is sucking out my life force very slowly... so that when I go to bed to sleep, I wake up just as tired as I was before... and I miss my morning class and am 5 minutes late to work. Ugh.
Maybe I picked something up at the haunted house the BF and I went ghost-hunting at and brought it back with me... if I were a haunt, I would want to haunt my bed. It's very fluffy and comfortable. And, oh yeah, there are usually one or more humans in it to suck the life out of!
So this post gets *exasperated face*
Finals are next week. Urrrrrrgh. Monday I have my Psych final at 1:30, not too bad. Tuesday may very well be the death of me. Working 3-6am so I force myself to study for the Latin final at 7:30am, then studying Biology 9:30-11:15 for the Bio final at 11:30. Wednesday I work 5-8am and study for the Soc final at 9:30am... but at least wednesday I get WAFFLE STICKS for breakfast! Then I work again later that day...3-5. And Thursday morning my boy and the guys head out to the airport for their trip south to Puerto Rico for a week! So jealous... they're going to explore the jungle and lay on the beach and get tan... and I'll be job hunting so as to not have to work at the mother fucking dairy bar again this summer! (Ah, yeah, I decided not to give up swearing for Lent. I actually decided to try to give up procrastinating... which is even harder to do. It's turned into an epic fail, actually.)
Well, the boss needs me to call people about honors tours tomorrow, so I'm off here. Toodles, all.
~Megan