Homework @ MindSay

Okay. Okay. We can do this.

The fun part about a lot of this is the balance between peaceful and stressed. It's about two inches right now.

I can maybe get in about four hours of work on the paper tonight. I almost rolled to see how productive I would be there. My inner nerd is a rather capricious witch.

If I get in four hours of work tonight, I will hopefully have something presentable in time for my first meeting with my instructor tomorrow, which is promptly after my theory class. Then, I'll have almost three hours to work on it before my second meeting with him. And possibly one more that night after I get home from work. Friday is right out for getting anything done, between work and sleep, but I think, given eight hours, I might be able to pull this thing together.

Last night, I opted to stay and pet the dog [1] for an extra hour, instead of getting home early enough to get an extra two hours of sleep. Actually, thanks to remembering last-minute, "Crud, I have to do laundry, or I will have no pants," I ended up adding another hour to the sleep-debt, instead of taking two off. Well, ducky. Hopefully, hopefully, tonight, I'll finish up paper-progress by 20:00, and be able to go to bed then. If all goes well, I might be able to log a full 12 hours. This would be really nice.

You can tell the sleep-debt is bad when I consider it a priority on par with homework.

I am at present about 20 hours behind in theory. I don't know for sure, but I'm pretty sure that's not much of an exaggeration. But paper is getting a higher priority-rating.

Gotta catchup with friend. Friend is all kinds of awesome and very patient with me and my crazy schedule. Skipping one meeting with friend to work on paper more. Actually, Thursday goes sleep 'til 0800 (cause I need it), shower/dressed/breakfast/commute, class at 1000, meeting 1100, work on paper, at some point get lunch, work on paper more, another meeting with the same teacher at 1500, class with same teacher at 1600, work from 1800 to 2100 [2], turn in paper online, sleep.

Friday, drop hard copy off in his office before work, work a full shift, eat something, catch up with friend. Sleep.

I've a scheduled vacation of sorts this weekend. I am firmly ignoring the option to bypass it. I need this. Paper is due the day before, some of the college students are doing a volunteer/food-shelf thing Saturday morning, and as soon as lunch is over I'm driving almost straight north. I'm not taking a scrap of homework with me, I'm not thinking about work, and I'm not going to worry about sleep and fitting it into a tight schedule. I will climb the woods and roam the shores and let the wind and the lake sing to my soul until dark on Sunday. And then I'll come back home.

And then, the next day, I'll start catching up on what will by that point be 22 hours worth of theory. And get another paper assigned!!

<sub>[1] Tyke is a therapy-dog. That's really what he does. And he's wonderful to pet. I show up to hang out with this crew, and all I really do is pet the dog and lean the conversation towards the positive when Jordan starts dominating and getting overcritical again. And I feel a lot better afterwards, just from being buried in Tyke's fur.

[2] Way short shift. There's one shift that exists in the cafe that we call "The Princess Shift." It's a half-shift that gets out two hours before closing. So, you're not working as long, you still get a break, and you don't have to do any of the closing stuff. This is like, the handmaiden shift or something. It doesn't really exist, and my manager and I kind of made it up so that I could cover for one of the other girls so she could go to her soccer banquet.</sub>

I need to fix this.
I need to do my homework on time every week.
I need to set my priorities up a little bit better.
I need to remember how much I hate being rumdrunk. I hate it a lot. My body just absorbs it and I don't feel nearly as drunk as I am, and then I feel like complete and total shit the next day.
I need to take care of myself.....not embarrass myself.



fuckme.

..of the pep rally, despite the threats of being dragged to the office from the principal over the intercom.

 

I got my lab done, but I did it in Physics Class and at lunch, which to me is almost as worse as not doing it at all or handing it in late, because it just took me away from other work I should have been doing... >___>.

 

Whatever, it is my own damn fault. I don't deserve sympathy for neglecting my priorities.

 

Anywho, so day 3 with playdough and still only 1 eyelash pulled and that was on the first day with it. Unfortunately I pulled so much out the previous days before the playdough that I can no longer successfully hide all my bald spots. But yet again this is my own damn fault and I don't deserve sympathy for this. I just thought I'd inform the internet over my petty little problems like every other spoiled teenager.

 

Ugh negative thoughts..saying shit about me being a spoiled teenager is almost as bad as me bitching about my problems, because it is yet another attention thing. *sigh*.

 

But anywho, I'm out for now, and hopefully the next time I blog (which will be probably in a few days) I'll be a better person.

 

Till then,

 

-Kristal

So, procrastination won yesterday if you were wondering. I know, I made that big to do about it yesterday, and I still ended up not getting my homework done. But I did finish my book. :D It was very good, and I do suggest it for any of you who enjoy a little bit of fantasy based in the real world. It has to do with this family who has a magical garden. No one knows why, and they have awkward magical powers too. Like, the one woman has to give people things, randomly, and then, they end up needing it sooner or later. The title is "Garden Spells" and it is by Sarah Addison Allen. I can't wait to read some more from her. It's nice to go on a mental vacation where stuff like that is real, and you can just forget everything for a little while.

Anyway. the bank still sucks. Stephens' parents have this "foreclosure" on their credit history, right? But they completely paid off the house, and own it outright now. So, now they need to get their old bank to say that everything is ok. But their bank is like, "the file is closed, we can't really do anything..." They won't even let his parents, the co-signers put this house that they completely own, worth about $170k up for colateral. The house we are buying is only $54k. What the heck? I'm a little ticked off right now. Banks can't do anything right. I'm starting to think the entire government is that way too...

Here we are again my old, sly friend. I have homework to do, but you ease your way in through a good book, some comforting food, and provocative ideas. Ideas about the future, upcoming events I would like to go to, things I would like to do soon, dates the wedding, etc. Here I am now almost done with one of the books I borrowed from the library the other day, and I am late for my homework. You do have one flaw however, I know that if I can't get my homework done, I will not be able to go on a date you so purposefully put in my head for me to plan out. Aha! I caught you! You are foiled this time procrastination. We will meet again, and I may not be so lucky as to get away from you so easily, but rest assured, I will be waiting.