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This really would have been the ideal time to not have world lit reading to do, with two tests tomorrow and all. But, lo and behold, there is world lit reading. I'll be glad when all this Hawaii stuff is over. And when I get past this calculus and physics test. Mm, hard science and math day tomorrow...with free mods, though. Nice things indeed. I need to finish college things. Badly. Also, I'm scared of Friday. Very scared of Friday. Doctor and Concord and Amherst. What's gas? I don't know. What's time? I don't know. It's just going to be an awfully rushed day. "So it's worth the trip up to visit?" "Easily."
Yum! Calculus. <3 If S=Susan, which is not a constant, then dS/dt=the rate of change of Susan. It's funny, because men are supposed to have issues with commitment. And...well... Yeah. Forever freaks me out.
I got my schedule fixed. All is alright. Which is cool. I need to do a college thing. I've got 6 college apps completed. I hope to have them all done by the end of the week. Or Thursday night, really. Friday's going to be busy. But hopefully it'll be fun. Mrow. This is a week. A week with a World Lit paper, a couple college essays, a probable physics test, potentially a calc test, a dance class, a work, a lot of jazz, and a little bit of sleep. I'm just thankful that I did my homework on Friday so that tonight I can go to sleep. Night.
Typical. Listening to Fleet Foxes. Pretending. Hoping.
My legs and feet feel horrible. My back and neck kill. But it's completely okay and worth it. This weekend is Thanksgiving at home for the first time ever. And finishing as much college stuff. And making sure I don't get kicked out of my gym class. And trying to maintain some pretty alright grades. And work. And church. And I don't have time for things, do I? First goal...just college. And yell at Sterling to get me a rec before he and the band stow away to Hawaii... So much easier said than done. Supplements are dumb. So dumb. I feel dumb. I just really like being home all day for the first time in weeks.
Mrow. Short week. Short week. No Maskers. <3 So pumped.
I don't think I could have been any more excited in my life.
Just...beyond excited. Because that means I can be less stressed about getting places. VOD things are done. Tech week day one is done. Jazz is done. Tomorrow I have free mods?! Weird. Wednesday's work. Thursday, Friday, and Saturday shows...then it's finally done. I can't wait to nap. For reals.
Because I just lost all of it. Hell week started today. And it won't stop until we strike the stage on Saturday. Sweet. This weekend was just...eaten up by weirdness. I'm. So. Sorry. I need math homework, World Lit studying, Common App finishing. I'll just feel better if I write an essay and polish off my common app. That's all I want to do right now. That's a lie. I just want lie down and sleep...or maybe walk or something. No more brain things. Brightsides. My Hartt application is an essay and repertoire list away from being done. Which is very cool. My common app really is almost done.This stupid play is almost done. I have new music. I just want to cry. But that's okay. Because it will all be over soon. Because after this week, maybe things will slow down. Maybe college things will be nearly 100% done. Maybe Maskers won't be a things. Maybe Thanksgiving for the first time at home will be relaxing. Maybe black friday working will be alright. Maybe I can spend some time on my research paper. Maybe...maybe probably everything's going to be perfectly fine. It's just going to take a little bit. And power naps. ...I'm so scared.
I just really like this song right now. Mrow. Weird day. Weird weird weird. weird.
Because if it's not, tech week will eat it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. God, this song is lame. But not hard. Because aside from not knowing Italian, there are only 3 different 8 bar phrases. And it's as written. ...eww. The Common App is finished? I just need to assign teachers? Really? And I'll be mostly done? Awesome. Supplements are lame, but I'd like to do those too. Just a couple extra essays. Bleh. When I get bored with that, I'll just fill out a workout log. Mm. I love this. When's it over?
I think I forgot that. And I left my books in McAlister after school? Sweet? Tech Sunday? :/. Tech week, 6-9? I look gross. But that's okay. Because I'm going to bed. And I'm going to freaking sleep. ...why is tech week making me miss jazz completely? :/. asdfghjkl; College things. Lit test. Math test. Generally low key, as far as homework is concerned. I'm just tired. And hungry. Soup? Soup. It's a soup day. I'm hungry, but I can't eat. I'm sleepy, but I can't sleep. This has been a freaking weird day. Stop raining, Thursdays. You keep doing that. I'm done with it. No more precipitants for you. And yet...things are good. Things are very good. Just...weird. But things are always weird, right? Yeah.
I just like this one. It's so pretty. Maskers and Work. Story of my life for the next couple weeks.
And I don't get it. But I like it. And that's okay. Right? Yeah. This week is just going to be weird. It sucks trying to catch up on school things. Blarg. So. Much. Lit. Reading. And math. But it's fine. Everything's just alright. "Night could be time to sleep. Night could be time to weep. Sleep, my baby." -Blues; from Regina
Oh. And cigarettes. And I'm completely okay with it. Woke up tired. Never really got untired. What is Chemistry and why isn't it allowing me to sleep in tomorrow? And why are ionic equations dumb when you have to balance the electrons on each atom first? They just get so dang complicated. Copper is a transition element. The temperature of a substance stays constant during a phase change. 6.02X10^23=the number of avocados that a mol eats. 7=the number of hours of sleep I might possibly achieve tonight.
I feel dead? And kind of dumb? But that's alright. SAT II on Saturday...which will require me to review a lot of Chem things tomorrow. Not sure how well I'm going to do on that one. A little concerned. A little okay with it. A lot happy that I can probably just sleep after. It's weird, because I'll probably be home by 9am.
-Richard Gunther <3 I love my dad. Sometimes, when I'm tired and people are acting like jerks, I say a lot of stupid things. Very stupid things. So I'm going to try very hard not to say them. I hope you're fully embarrassed, dear. I guess I just don't quite understand how, logically, bad things happen to good people. Why? Totes just trying to keep focused on what's important. Trying to finish that common app tonight, because it should take an hour max. Yeah. That sounds reasonable. I'm so excited to apply for college. That sounds dumb, probably. But it's true.
Let's just leave it alone." -I just like Felix and Volcano a lot. I'm sleepy. And happy about no school tomorrow. But really confused, because I'm not going to be at school on Friday, regardless. College interviews just seem weird. I'm not going to college, remember? Right? Sure. I'm sleepy. I'm sleeping. I'm going to sleep. |
