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It's Monday, It's December, It's Early, & I Can't Sleep
December 2nd, 2002 - 6:18 a.m.I'm Currently Avoiding: Sleep, Research, That Text, that Other Text...
Mondays just suck in December. Well, the first 3 of them anyway. Each Monday, there's a new horror or two that must be finished. It's yucky. I'm not liking it at all. I have something like 37, 47? pages to write and not for fun either, in the month of December. I might be underestimating. It's depressing. I might as well write a 1/4 of a novel instead. I'd probably have a better time doing it.
So the question is...why am I awake at almost 6:30 in the morning? And the answer is...I have no freaking idea, probably insomnia. I'm tired but I can't sleep. I've no idea why. Probably because something just wanted to make my life worse. My alarm clock is set to go off at 10 am and after that I need to find some research things because I have to give a source that will hopefully be some use to everyone elses' projects today. I have one that I ran across last week that I simply haven't bothered to write down and forward to the appropriate person yet. So that only leaves something like 6 or 7 more people/projects to provide help with. It shouldn't be a big deal, but it probably will be.
Of course, it doesn't help that I CAN'T SLEEP. It's just not doing anything good for my nerves. Vacations are annoying. It seemed like I had all that time and in reality I didn't have that much time at all and what time I did have I didn't use wisely. Because Procrastination is my middle name. I did get something like four books read...of course, they were for fun instead of for class, but I read them. And one day...I think it was Friday, I was SUPER domestic and did just about every domestic chore I could think of all in one day. I went grocery shopping, cooked, baked, did laundry, washed dishes, and vacuumed, all in one day. Not even one day, more like a space of 8 hours. But that's not the point. Just because I was productive in other ways, it all counts for nothing because I wasn't productive academically. My entire life revolves around being productive academically (at least, that's what the school thinks my life should revolve around). And since I didn't get anything done in that sphere, my time was completely wasted.
Saturday evening I woke up to a fire alarm. That was really disorienting...especially since I thought it was 6:30 AM instead of 6:30 at night. It was nothing serious, just some stupid person burning their food again and setting off the smoke alarm, but it was still vexing and disorienting nevertheless. It just wasn't fun. So now it's December. Yay it. At least, after I am driven insane by all the writing I have to do for class, I have the comfort of knowing that I'll be off on vacation for awhile and I can do things that aren't academic without having to feel guilty for doing them. It'll be good. I'm going to try to get some sleep now or something...hopefully. More later, or not. Ciao.
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