Tuesday, 06 July 2010
Such a horrible time this morning. I was up all night last night trying to finish my homework (which didn't get done in time, by the way- the input system was so finicky it wasn't even funny), crashed on my bed, couldn't sleep for an hour, my eyes kept tearing up and giving me that lovely stabbing pain feeling, and I'm woken by my alarm at 6 this morning. I leap out of bed- my first day of work has arrived. I jump in the shower, hoping that wakes me, but it doesn't. So I run to my computer to check my schedule again to be sure I'm not late. I grab the only caffeine in the apartment- a liter of cream soda- and drink it right from the bottle as I fiddle with my hair trying to make myself look presentable.
Read: not sleep-deprived.
I'm still screwed from last night for class, I'm behind in the lectures, and I've got to work today. The next homework is up- due in three days. God damn it. My other job wants some documentation finished by the end of the week. Not to mention I still feel down about stuff. Lame. So I put my computer to sleep and grab my keys, and I'm off to the one job.
I think I may have finally bitten off more than I can chew. Without serious behavior modification, that is.
I'm looking at the lectures now before heading out to my other job.
At least I sold some goddamn computers.