Fourth Entry
I'm not sure how it happened, but my birthday week is sucking up a storm. It started off with me just being in a funk and having a messed-up Sunday, which I'm not going to go any further into because it really doesn't matter.
Monday (yesterday) we had band practice, which went fine, but in my head the whole time I was trying to plan how I'd manage the rest of my day so I could study how I needed to and get all my other homework done. I got none of my homework done and barely studied, which means I'll probably do horribly on my art history test today, which I was determined to get an A on. I also missed Spanish class this morning, so there goes another percent of my grade. Drawing class sucked, I'm sick of drawing the lap pool, I don't even want to finish it. I haven't worked enough in my sketchbook, but who has the time? I ended up staying up until about 3 AM last night, and I'm dead tired and I feel like curling up into a ball and sleeping until my education is over. I can't believe how unprepared I am for this test.
My group speech for oral comm is next week, and doesn't it figure that the only time everyone in the group can get together to prepare is on my birthday? So on my birthday (unless I can come up with a different plan) I'll have school from 9:30-6:30, then a group meeting to talk about my speech which is going to be about sports which I don't give a flying fuck about. My whole birthday is going to be taken up by school shit that I don't care about. I'm so sick of this week. Birthday weeks aren't supposed to be like this! I was looking forward to it so much and now I just want it to be over.
My brother and I had a big fight this morning too, he's always such a fucking ray of sunshine.
I need to be cheered up, but I'm sure I'll end up just having to deal with my own and everyone else's shit for the rest of the week because that's how it seems to happen, and then next week I get to start wasting away at Staples. FML.
Feliz cumpleanos,
Ashley
Monday (yesterday) we had band practice, which went fine, but in my head the whole time I was trying to plan how I'd manage the rest of my day so I could study how I needed to and get all my other homework done. I got none of my homework done and barely studied, which means I'll probably do horribly on my art history test today, which I was determined to get an A on. I also missed Spanish class this morning, so there goes another percent of my grade. Drawing class sucked, I'm sick of drawing the lap pool, I don't even want to finish it. I haven't worked enough in my sketchbook, but who has the time? I ended up staying up until about 3 AM last night, and I'm dead tired and I feel like curling up into a ball and sleeping until my education is over. I can't believe how unprepared I am for this test.
My group speech for oral comm is next week, and doesn't it figure that the only time everyone in the group can get together to prepare is on my birthday? So on my birthday (unless I can come up with a different plan) I'll have school from 9:30-6:30, then a group meeting to talk about my speech which is going to be about sports which I don't give a flying fuck about. My whole birthday is going to be taken up by school shit that I don't care about. I'm so sick of this week. Birthday weeks aren't supposed to be like this! I was looking forward to it so much and now I just want it to be over.
My brother and I had a big fight this morning too, he's always such a fucking ray of sunshine.
I need to be cheered up, but I'm sure I'll end up just having to deal with my own and everyone else's shit for the rest of the week because that's how it seems to happen, and then next week I get to start wasting away at Staples. FML.
Feliz cumpleanos,
Ashley