Oh man. My life is craziness. All week I have classes and work and homework and all weekend I have church and scheduled activities and homework. It's enough to make a girl go crazy. Normally at this time I would be asleep in my car, but instead I am at the Union eating sushi and having my eardrums bursted by the extremely talented but loud one o'clock lab band. And they started at 12:20. I think that's weird. So here's the dealio: I never ever get enough sleep at night. I usually end up going to bed around 12ish and then spend an hour trying to fall asleep over the noise my parents are making. They are night owls and now that dad's retired, they have no reason to keep a regular schedule, so they usually go to sleep around 2:30 or 3 in the morning. And people wonder why I'm not a morning person. I have to get up at 6:30 cause that's when Ethan likes to get up. I wake him up then go back to bed for about an hour (or more, which is why Ethan's usually late for school.) I drop him off at school at 8:15, more of less, and I head to my school. I start work at 9 every morning, and then I go to class. If it's Monday or Wednesday I have classes from 10:30-2, then I eat lunch and return to work until 6. On Tuesday and Thursday, though, I have an hour and a half between my classes, so I grab a sandwich or sumtin, head to my car, eat and then nap till my 2 o'clock class. Whee! Today is different because Ethan in sick. I checked his temp and went back to bed intending to get up in time to go to work, but I decided that wasn't happening and emailed work to say I was skipping, so I got to sleep in until 10:00!! So I decided to use my lunch 1 1/2 to study for my Art Appreciation quiz. Which you can see I'm right on top of. I still have an hour and 15 minutes, get off my back!
This weekend is going to be INSANE. There's a single adult conference which Lawrence is in on the planning of, so I feel like I should attend. Unfortunately, I also have 50+ drawings due Monday, of which I don't think I should say how much I have done. Like 5. Yeah. I also have to revisit some of my other artwork and correct or redo them so I can turn them in for a better grade. Yay! Kill me please. Last night I was up till 12:30 getting my design homework done. I tell you, if they are seeking to improve the quality of work by sheer quantity, it's gonna work. Sadly, I seem to be getting mostly B's, which I am not used to getting in art classes. It's starting to piss me off. I've been sneaking looks at other people's grade sheets, and it seems like my grades are actually pretty good, but still. At least I don't have to take any more math classes!
Why do people like Jazz? I just don't get it. Sorry, one o'clock lab band again.
At least my history midterm is AFTER spring break so I can use that time to catch up on the readings. I appreciate my history teacher cause she doesn't give homework. Unfortunately, we're having two required tests and one optional test, each having 1-2 essays. That doesn't leave much room for mistakes, grade wise. But I like her lecture style and she's all about the why of history rather than memorizing dates, so I think I'll be fine.
Ouch. I just adjusted in my seat and hit the giant bruise on my butt. :) I slipped on our ramp the other day and landed right on the edge and flipped off. It was frosty at the bottom. I'll be fine. I think. :)
There's going to be a PostSecret book signing at UNT in April and Lawrence, his sister, and I are going. It's free for me, but they each cost $20! Yikes. I hope it's not super crowded.
Uh...I guess I should study now. *sigh* I'll try to update more often, but my desktop for some reason won't let me sign in to blogger. *shrug* I think the security settings are set too high. Lawrence is sick and tired of cleaning killer viruses off our machines because Ethan plays all these little flash games that aren't safe. I think I might have accidentally gotten a virus on my work machine through the free tv website that Kiera sent me to. Shh! Don't tell them it was my fault!
