another late night early morning... when your toes start going numb you know something's wrong. Also, that whole "once you are past that time you won't be sleepy anymore" crap is just that, crap... or only applicable to 16 year olds. I tried really hard to convince myself that I'm only 18 but my body doesn't lie well, it is actually 26 going on 50. Yeah... 26...
yesterday I went for purple glass but somehow wondered into West Elm. Was about to wonder out of West Elm when a kind sales guy asked if I needed help... usually I say no. Somehow, this time, before I can catch myself I said "yes I need those slats for a full size bed". Actually, I wasn't sure what those were called but he again, kindly explained to me that what I am looking for are slats and then with a huge question mark on his face "wait? You need another set of slats?". No you idiot..... why would I need another set? B/c they are so damn fun to have around? But now now, I have a bed (sort of). I assembled the whole thing by myself (as usual), tired, and the fucked up part is, I HAVEN"T EVEN HAD THE CHANCE TO SLEEP ON IT.... F.......
anyway. Then there was the portfolio workshop held by ASID. I took pics. I listened, and then I realized "I am not going to get a job am I, with the crappy portfolio that I call a portfolio". Right... more stress. THEN KAYE too (just like that sales) kindly announced that Bruno, the notorious teacher will be one of the judges next thursday. AS IF THAT"S NOT ENOUGH, I find out later that my take home final and building code group presentation is also, DUE NEXT WEDNESDAY. Yup, right about then was when I felt sick... and now look at me, up at 9:30 am BLOGGING. WHAT THE FUCK?
Anyway... done with first floor, pretty complete, pretty happy, looks good. IF THEY WANT ME TO CHANGE ANYTHING... F THAT. Now... I need to calm down, relax, and wake up in 2 hrs to do my reflective ceiling plan. After that I'll feel better. Or I'll feel better after my finals, after I die and live again... for the nth time.
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