Hell Week
Sunday 8:30PM
Its the last week of the semester and I still have 3 pages to write, and 4 blogs to edit and submit. Not only that I am rehearsing for holiday concerts, happening this weekend at 2 different churches, (that means in 2 different locations and at 2 different days all culminating in a concert on next Sunday.) I figure if I set my alarm to get up an hour earlier I can probably get a few more paragraphs written in the AM.
Monday 4:00AM
OMG!!! I can’t believe I thought this was a good idea. What was I thinking. I need coffee and a shower. Crap, I can’t believe I waited this long to get my paper done. I can’t read this book any more. Who really cares about Colonial Life in the 18th century?? All I want to do is get back into my warm, soft bed...I can even hear it calling me. No one will be the wiser. Tonight I have work study--I will do better.
Monday 5:00PM
I am at work study and it seems to be a bit cool in some of the classrooms and the brand new vending machine is not working properly. I field the complaints, assess the options, notify the necessary folks, wait for responses back. This has chewed up a fair amount of my attention. If I can make 200K on Bejeweled, THEN I will really hunker down and knock of those last pages.
Tuesday 5:15 AM
I love my bed, and my bed loves me. It is the perfect relationship. It asks very little of me except clean sheets and a good fluffing every now and again. It is there for me whenever I want and need it to be. Class tonight.
Tuesday 3:30PM
NOBODY TALK TO ME I HAVE TO WRITE THIS VERY IMPORTANT PAPER FOR MY HISTORY CLASS TONIGHT AND NOBODY CAN INTERRUPT ME!! DO NOT EVEN LOOK AT ME.
Wednesday 7PM
Where has my week gone? I am now leaving work study and I am beat--no rehearsal. I begin to remember my blogs. I have 3 already in the queue but they need to be edited. I have that last one that shows the History 602 class. The notes are ready, it’ll come together fast...I think.
Thursday 5:15AM
Why oh why do you mock me oh cursed alarm clock? Don’t I give you time to rest, am I not a good keeper of your being? Seriously, if you must continue on this path then I am going to unplug you...JK ;^)
Sunday 8:30PM
Its the last week of the semester and I still have 3 pages to write, and 4 blogs to edit and submit. Not only that I am rehearsing for holiday concerts, happening this weekend at 2 different churches, (that means in 2 different locations and at 2 different days all culminating in a concert on next Sunday.) I figure if I set my alarm to get up an hour earlier I can probably get a few more paragraphs written in the AM.
Monday 4:00AM
OMG!!! I can’t believe I thought this was a good idea. What was I thinking. I need coffee and a shower. Crap, I can’t believe I waited this long to get my paper done. I can’t read this book any more. Who really cares about Colonial Life in the 18th century?? All I want to do is get back into my warm, soft bed...I can even hear it calling me. No one will be the wiser. Tonight I have work study--I will do better.
Monday 5:00PM
I am at work study and it seems to be a bit cool in some of the classrooms and the brand new vending machine is not working properly. I field the complaints, assess the options, notify the necessary folks, wait for responses back. This has chewed up a fair amount of my attention. If I can make 200K on Bejeweled, THEN I will really hunker down and knock of those last pages.
Tuesday 5:15 AM
I love my bed, and my bed loves me. It is the perfect relationship. It asks very little of me except clean sheets and a good fluffing every now and again. It is there for me whenever I want and need it to be. Class tonight.
Tuesday 3:30PM
NOBODY TALK TO ME I HAVE TO WRITE THIS VERY IMPORTANT PAPER FOR MY HISTORY CLASS TONIGHT AND NOBODY CAN INTERRUPT ME!! DO NOT EVEN LOOK AT ME.
Wednesday 7PM
Where has my week gone? I am now leaving work study and I am beat--no rehearsal. I begin to remember my blogs. I have 3 already in the queue but they need to be edited. I have that last one that shows the History 602 class. The notes are ready, it’ll come together fast...I think.
Thursday 5:15AM
Why oh why do you mock me oh cursed alarm clock? Don’t I give you time to rest, am I not a good keeper of your being? Seriously, if you must continue on this path then I am going to unplug you...JK ;^)
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