Oh Crap:
I fell on the third-story stairs at school, though I only bruised my shins. Four days of work this week (including two 6am shifts), four days of class. Tomorrow's my one day off.
Several things are due:
3 essay exam, midnight tonight
2 arts reviews, Food + Fine Arts, Thursday 2 pm
Prospectus for a 10-page paper, Thursday 3:30 pm
6 pages on American author Dos Passos, Thursday 6 pm
10 ethnographic film reviews, Thursday 8 pm
begin Reviewing Portfolio Project, Friday
6 pages on Vanity Fair, Tuesday 1 pm
Annotated Bibliography for 10-pager, Tuesday 3:30 pm
Draft of 10-pager next Thursday
various and sundry: readings, short analysis, unfinished late-work, blackboard assignments, and extra credit (boy I'll need it) in between.
Oh, and I might have cried in front of one of my professors.
On the upside:
My new manager understands the concept of "College" and has agreed to drop me to only two shifts a week for the next month.
I have some canoli tonight.
Also,
series three of Merlin began shooting last week. ETA: I HAVEN'T SLEPT IN 31 HOURS SOMEBODY JUST KILL ME.