day 25 → your day, in great detail
4:40 AM: Wake up. Cannot sleep, keep thinking about story ideas - this is why I do not write at night. Grab iPod, listen to music in bed trying to go back to bed.
8:20: Wake up for good. Quickly take a shower, make tea, call mom, and gather laptop and books around.
9:30: Leave for work; take out trash. It's freezing outside.
9:40: Arrive at Starbucks. My boss, the head of the Foreign Language department, buys me coffee and I type up emails and file his academic profile.
11:00: Boss tells me more information about my six-week trip to Strasbourg and Casablanca in July and August.
11:30: Stay in Starbucks. Study for psych test, edit my short story. Skype Julia and mom.
1:15: Walk to Science Building, listening to Black Rebel Motorcycle club. Get a story idea from "666 Conducer", but it is probably too hard to write.
1:30: Take test. 48/50. Sweet. Also see Sky Barella from high school, but she was one of those girls where I'm thinking... I think that's you, but I'm not going to say anything.
2:30: Walk home. Make tea. Have leftover Chinese and a slice of banana bread. Clean the house and do laundry, hang up pictures.
3:00: Skype Julia, help her on her crazy-hard video project. Mom calls. I'm too distracted to actually talk, I'm hunting down all of my old photoshoots for facebook. I should be doing homework.
4:20: Texts start coming in. Taylor pisses me off.
4:30: Julia sends me photoshoot pics from senior year. Oh wow, I so can't post some of these.... I'm wrapped in saran wrap, which is see through. I mean, I had some clothing on under, but not a very substantial amount.
5:30: Still on facebook, uploading pictures. Ended up finding 80ish. Good times... crazy times... gotta do more of these.
6:00: Mike comes by. Teaches me how to play poker - no Nate to mess me up har har - and practice dancing.
8:40: Ask Jillian if it's true if you eat the fortune in a cookie it comes true. She's heard it before. Paige spams me with hilarious texts. Have dinner.
10:00: Somehow stared off into space for 1hr20... Will do religion homework and go to bed by 11:30.
8:20: Wake up for good. Quickly take a shower, make tea, call mom, and gather laptop and books around.
9:30: Leave for work; take out trash. It's freezing outside.
9:40: Arrive at Starbucks. My boss, the head of the Foreign Language department, buys me coffee and I type up emails and file his academic profile.
11:00: Boss tells me more information about my six-week trip to Strasbourg and Casablanca in July and August.
11:30: Stay in Starbucks. Study for psych test, edit my short story. Skype Julia and mom.
1:15: Walk to Science Building, listening to Black Rebel Motorcycle club. Get a story idea from "666 Conducer", but it is probably too hard to write.
1:30: Take test. 48/50. Sweet. Also see Sky Barella from high school, but she was one of those girls where I'm thinking... I think that's you, but I'm not going to say anything.
2:30: Walk home. Make tea. Have leftover Chinese and a slice of banana bread. Clean the house and do laundry, hang up pictures.
3:00: Skype Julia, help her on her crazy-hard video project. Mom calls. I'm too distracted to actually talk, I'm hunting down all of my old photoshoots for facebook. I should be doing homework.
4:20: Texts start coming in. Taylor pisses me off.
4:30: Julia sends me photoshoot pics from senior year. Oh wow, I so can't post some of these.... I'm wrapped in saran wrap, which is see through. I mean, I had some clothing on under, but not a very substantial amount.
5:30: Still on facebook, uploading pictures. Ended up finding 80ish. Good times... crazy times... gotta do more of these.
6:00: Mike comes by. Teaches me how to play poker - no Nate to mess me up har har - and practice dancing.
8:40: Ask Jillian if it's true if you eat the fortune in a cookie it comes true. She's heard it before. Paige spams me with hilarious texts. Have dinner.
10:00: Somehow stared off into space for 1hr20... Will do religion homework and go to bed by 11:30.