Capital comes dripping from head to toe, from every pore, with blood and dirt.
My stomach has been hating me lately, it's all twisty and tied up in knots.
I guess it's stress, but I dont' really feel stressed. Just downtrodden.
I feel downtrodden by the constant onslaught of schoolwork and reading, most of which seems redundant, and busywork-esque. I also feel frustrated by my apparent inability to attend my medical anthropology class. Or any of my classes, for that matter.
On the other hand, I am excited for dance major's. My piece is looking great, I had very positive feedback at the last showing, and my costumes are coming together in the sense that I actually know what they're going to be wearing. I've also managed to keep up with the PR stuff, though I've been constantly frustrated by the lack of existing guidelines or anything of the sort.
I found I'm wearing all white for Kimberly's piece, and as a result have been on kind of an intense crash diet. Maybe that is why my stomach hurts.
I don't have to work on Friday. It's my first Friday off in I don't know how long, my first week in forever where I've had three days off, and I'm going home for the first time since December. I will kiss my kitty-cats and have my mom help me shop for fabric. I am excited. And then, Saturday morning, it's back to the daily grind, and chaotic hell that is my weekends. The week is almost relaxing in comparsion.
Anyways...just rehearsal left for today, and I've managed to be productive on my break, for once.
Kia.
I guess it's stress, but I dont' really feel stressed. Just downtrodden.
I feel downtrodden by the constant onslaught of schoolwork and reading, most of which seems redundant, and busywork-esque. I also feel frustrated by my apparent inability to attend my medical anthropology class. Or any of my classes, for that matter.
On the other hand, I am excited for dance major's. My piece is looking great, I had very positive feedback at the last showing, and my costumes are coming together in the sense that I actually know what they're going to be wearing. I've also managed to keep up with the PR stuff, though I've been constantly frustrated by the lack of existing guidelines or anything of the sort.
I found I'm wearing all white for Kimberly's piece, and as a result have been on kind of an intense crash diet. Maybe that is why my stomach hurts.
I don't have to work on Friday. It's my first Friday off in I don't know how long, my first week in forever where I've had three days off, and I'm going home for the first time since December. I will kiss my kitty-cats and have my mom help me shop for fabric. I am excited. And then, Saturday morning, it's back to the daily grind, and chaotic hell that is my weekends. The week is almost relaxing in comparsion.
Anyways...just rehearsal left for today, and I've managed to be productive on my break, for once.
Kia.