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i'm going to lose my mind. it's coming. that snap. the strange, twisted fog i've visited once before. 2 months now i've spent deprived of food, sleep or fun. only fleeting reprieves have kept me sane. and now, when i need my friends here the most...they squabble amongst themselves. crawling into their caves, alone, and soletary, but angered when i find others to keep me company. and what's worse, even my body betrays me. my tonsils have swollen, and bled. and i've spend hours in the hospital only to learn there is nothing i can do.
three studio classes present an unbearable workload, and all teachers are jealous of the others. they want hours upon hours spent on THEIR work. they tell me that class is like a job. Then by that logic i have three jobs. They tell me it's the kind of thing they do all the time. and i should get used to it. But then they tell us that they spend hours upon hours just to present an acceptable example of their own assignments. the hypocracy and demand is leaving me without reprieve, without hope, or respite.
only two weeks left, but sadly, i may not make it that far.
three studio classes present an unbearable workload, and all teachers are jealous of the others. they want hours upon hours spent on THEIR work. they tell me that class is like a job. Then by that logic i have three jobs. They tell me it's the kind of thing they do all the time. and i should get used to it. But then they tell us that they spend hours upon hours just to present an acceptable example of their own assignments. the hypocracy and demand is leaving me without reprieve, without hope, or respite.
only two weeks left, but sadly, i may not make it that far.