Or, alternatively: Not the bees!
Apr. 18th, 2007 01:14 pmHmm. That looks like . . . no, it couldn't be . . . is that a tsunami? No . . . no, it looks like it's composed of little pieces of paper . . . oh, god help us.
It's homework. Run! Run for the hills!
And so it begins. Until the beginning of May, I will be mostly doing *nothing* but homework. The amount is is slightly exaggerated-- I have Italian finals, my philosophy paper, an anatomy notebook, 25 hands/heads/feet, sketchbook, and final take home test for my art history class-- but the quality of all has to be *excellent*. No half-assing finals this year.
Last night I was plagued by nightmares about missing deadlines, being unable to print, and forgetting homework/entire classes. Eek.
However, otherwise I feel good. Maybe this telling myself I'm happy thing is working.
Not enough hours in the day.
It's homework. Run! Run for the hills!
And so it begins. Until the beginning of May, I will be mostly doing *nothing* but homework. The amount is is slightly exaggerated-- I have Italian finals, my philosophy paper, an anatomy notebook, 25 hands/heads/feet, sketchbook, and final take home test for my art history class-- but the quality of all has to be *excellent*. No half-assing finals this year.
Last night I was plagued by nightmares about missing deadlines, being unable to print, and forgetting homework/entire classes. Eek.
However, otherwise I feel good. Maybe this telling myself I'm happy thing is working.
Not enough hours in the day.