Whenever I wake up and am working on things before 8am, and I decide to blog, my brain introduces itself by telling me I should start with the line “good morning teenage Baltimore!” Yes, world, that is a Hairspray reference. Since I don’t live in Maryland and most people my age don’t seem to bother themselves with musicals (*sniff sniff*), this would be a silly intro. Therefore, I will simply say: “Good morning!”
I have not been writing any fiction at all. My brain will not allow it. Besides, even though I’m only two days into school, I have loads of homework, so yeah… I don’t have time for a lot and still manage to sleep. In fact, I got up early to do homework and I’m just procrastinating on it. Yikes. Right now, what I need to do is:
- Read 60pgs. of Africa and Africans in the Making of the Atlantic World; 1400-1800.
- Read 37pgs. of Early Medieval Spain.
- Read 13pgs. of a handout we were given whose title eludes me.
- Read 5pgs. of Sustenance and Desire.
- Write 1-2 pages in a “Dream Journal”.
- Write 1-2 pages in a “Cooking and Eating Journal”.
- Write up all notes from Africa and Africans….
That’s my per day allotment of homework for today and yesterday. That’s 115pgs. of reading, and about, eh, we’ll say 5pgs. of writing. Plus classes. And work. And my internship that won’t freaking go away. … I feel a little overwhelmed already. I’m accidentally taking two seminar classes this term, although to be fair, one of them wasn’t supposed to be a seminar, but the professor decided that the class was so small, she’d run it like one.
On the bright side, it’s going to be less rough between Thursdays and Tuesdays, when I have 5 days to complete the assignments, not just two.
When I think about all that… it’s… just a lot. You know? I did get my 60pgs. of reading done no-sweat yesterday before classes, but when I picked up the Early Medieval Spain book, I wanted to run repeatedly into a brick wall. I think it’s going to depend on the book and on the location of work. And the weather. When it’s humid like this, I just wanna flop. I woke up at 6am drenched in sweat. Seriously. Six o’clock in the freaking morning. Do you even understand how miserably hot it’s going to be in town? At noon? Gahhhhhhh.
Sorry. Sometimes blogging is my way of dispelling stress. I was feeling like this last night, too. Just… unbalanced. So I had to leave my house, and ended up working for an hour and a half, of all things, which should have stressed me about more, but it didn’t. In fact, I felt really in control there last night. So it was a good thing, I guess, but I didn’t read a full chapter of Early Medieval Spain because of it, and none of the handout thing. Plus no dreams that I could remember last night, so no dream journal entry. And the Cooking and Eating journal needs to be started, but at least those things I can remember. Om nom, food.
Wish me luck today.
Maybe Hermione’s wand will come in the mail and dispel stress? At any rate, it is definitely a Time Turner day. Iamageek.
Feathers & Fangs 