Nothing is going right. I realized that I can only take one incomplete this semester because otherwise I'll probably get kicked out of this place. So I've been spending every free minute in the printmaking room trying to churn out something, at this point I don't even care if it's good. I just need to get these projects into my prof's hands or I'll fail. And then there's the photo final that's due tomorrow, which I haven't really even started. And all the back work I have for ethics. And I still feel kinda shitty from the mono.
I'm one goddamn semester away from being free, and everything is getting fucked up. I can't afford this. All I want to do is sleep and cry.
I'm one goddamn semester away from being free, and everything is getting fucked up. I can't afford this. All I want to do is sleep and cry.
Once again SG changes something that didn't need to be changed. I am really getting sick of this shit. I'm not coming back in Feb unless something drastically amazing happens.
Oh yeah and I suddenly have a 102* fever. I'm shakey and my knees and shoulders hurt. This is beginning to remind me of when I had Lyme. Given how late in the semester it is, how little I trust the campus infirmary, how far away I am from someone who can hold me while I writhe in sicky discomfort, and how much work I have to get done in the next 3 weeks, that is a terrifying prospect.
Oh yeah and I suddenly have a 102* fever. I'm shakey and my knees and shoulders hurt. This is beginning to remind me of when I had Lyme. Given how late in the semester it is, how little I trust the campus infirmary, how far away I am from someone who can hold me while I writhe in sicky discomfort, and how much work I have to get done in the next 3 weeks, that is a terrifying prospect.
Well funding for this semester is/will soon be taken care of, which means next semester will happen, provided I can get into the classes I need. At this point, that's going to be rather difficult. But I have a guaranteed spot in one class, so at least it's a start.
My jaw hurts.
Going home tomorrow.
I just did a fuckton of laundry and washed every dish I own. I feel so... domestic. Meh.
I provided my brother with mp3s of a couple new Incubus songs, because he's in love with the band and has been pestering me about a leak ever since he learned that I get 99% of my music before it even comes out. He now views me as some kind of god. It's nice.
Life is ok.
My jaw hurts.
Going home tomorrow.
I just did a fuckton of laundry and washed every dish I own. I feel so... domestic. Meh.
I provided my brother with mp3s of a couple new Incubus songs, because he's in love with the band and has been pestering me about a leak ever since he learned that I get 99% of my music before it even comes out. He now views me as some kind of god. It's nice.
Life is ok.
