I finally finished my two remaining summatives today. A very exciting notion indeed until I realized, when excitedly talking to my friend about it, that the summatives were really just the beginning of my stress. Although I have indeed finished two major projects that I never really have to think about again, I have to do a play reflection, prepare for a ten-minute play (with two lovely people who I can't always carry an entire conversation with -- I'm working with whacked out immune system boy again and I think I have narrowed down his constant illness t the fact that he refuses to zip up his coat in the dead of winter), my friends' 18th birthdays (friggin' New Years resolutions), getting myself out of history and into third period spare, my university essays, my last first semester high school exams ever, and getting nine days off work in March (mid-improv season which means I'll also be asking for a lot of time off when the time comes around too). That sentence was ENTIRELY too long.
The fact is, I think I'm losing my mind due to an insane lack of sleep. I've pulled so many all-nighters for these summatives that I think I might just drop dead, and my stress isn't anywhere near over yet. And when it's over, it will be VERY VERY temporary.
Damn.
This was short but I am tired. It is beddy bye time. =)
Major assignments completed: Fuck, I don't remember. We'll try again in semester two.
Days 'til semester two: 18
Days 'til semester two: 18
Weight lost: 41 pounds
