||[May. 5th, 2010|01:03 pm]
Original goal for next term: 12 credits of real classes, a couple of 2 credit classes. Mostly not, though. Mostly small and concise, for comfort. Need to have time to ~grow~ outside of class, need time to not hate everything, need to keep self in order.|
Reality: Six classes, four of which are 4000level, 17 credits.
Not a lot of room to cancel classes unless I wish to miss out on Cello (THIS IS LIKELY THE LAST OPPORTUNITY I'LL HAVE FOR IT FOR MY COLLEGE CAREER, I'VE BEEN TRYING FOR YEARS, WHAT THE FUCK), or on History of Rock 'N Roll.
We'll see, but I don't feel optimistic about next term being simultaneously productive and the break I need.
In other news my breasts are two different cup sizes entirely. Buy a D-cup bra, one side looks misshapen and awkward. Buy a C-cup, the ladies explode outwards in a way that sometimes makes me uncomfortable. No middle ground.
I'm shaking from stress (and two cups of coffee) and I have to go to Carnaval at 2, and I hate that waste of time pain in my ass class, and I will feel nothing but miserable for the four hours I must sit there while pretty much nothing gets done. Headdesk.