It hurts to yawn.
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transomwhiplassI am back and I am burnt.
With each mile back to Eugene, silent heart attacks reeked havoc on my body with all that must be done this week. I lost a precious architecture weekend. I fear going into studio knowing that my peers have probably neared completion on their final models and are now beginning their final drawings. I haven't even started. I wasn't sure if my idea process was done yet but I suppose that time has passed. It's time to commit. Draw. Build. Then die (only if I have the time).
I'm waiting for my phone to charge up so I can leave the house. Rest assured, I'm not truly wasting any seconds here. The next few hours will be spent in double group projects. I feel truly horrid about this. Group projects are such dangerous territory. I loathe the ones where I do all the work but in these cases, I bite my nails to the bone with guilt that I'm really not pulling my weight and contributing fully.
I hate memorial day weekend. Sasquatch was fine and there were fun moments. I got lots of good Gwyn time. However, now that I'm back and all of these commitments are weighing down on me - I think I would have sacrificed the sunburn, honey bucket usage, severe exhaustion, and seeing a few of my favorite artists for three days of working. It's too late to take them back now... I just have to triple commit myself to working harder than ever this week.
All this time, I'm going to have banquet shit to do as well. Ugh. I need to delegate some more of this stuff out. Maybe Suleima can call folks to see if they are coming because I'm highly doubting 1/4 of the invites, in all of their sloppy glory, will be returned. I need the headcount so the caterer can give me the final bill and I can pay it a week in advance.
oh shit. The alumni newsletter.. does anyone want to do that? Maybe I can mail it out late week 10-when I'm done with school. UGH.
With each mile back to Eugene, silent heart attacks reeked havoc on my body with all that must be done this week. I lost a precious architecture weekend. I fear going into studio knowing that my peers have probably neared completion on their final models and are now beginning their final drawings. I haven't even started. I wasn't sure if my idea process was done yet but I suppose that time has passed. It's time to commit. Draw. Build. Then die (only if I have the time).
I'm waiting for my phone to charge up so I can leave the house. Rest assured, I'm not truly wasting any seconds here. The next few hours will be spent in double group projects. I feel truly horrid about this. Group projects are such dangerous territory. I loathe the ones where I do all the work but in these cases, I bite my nails to the bone with guilt that I'm really not pulling my weight and contributing fully.
I hate memorial day weekend. Sasquatch was fine and there were fun moments. I got lots of good Gwyn time. However, now that I'm back and all of these commitments are weighing down on me - I think I would have sacrificed the sunburn, honey bucket usage, severe exhaustion, and seeing a few of my favorite artists for three days of working. It's too late to take them back now... I just have to triple commit myself to working harder than ever this week.
All this time, I'm going to have banquet shit to do as well. Ugh. I need to delegate some more of this stuff out. Maybe Suleima can call folks to see if they are coming because I'm highly doubting 1/4 of the invites, in all of their sloppy glory, will be returned. I need the headcount so the caterer can give me the final bill and I can pay it a week in advance.
oh shit. The alumni newsletter.. does anyone want to do that? Maybe I can mail it out late week 10-when I'm done with school. UGH.
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Date: 2006-05-30 04:57 pm (UTC)I'll meet you at the finish line :D.