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Jan. 13th, 2009 08:56 amYou know, I forget that I come to college and don't eat. WHY SO CRAZY, BEDLAM? (Okay, I eat, I'm just very bad at making sure I actually do so, and I don't have a huge store of food in my room currently like I did all through last semester to make sure that I at least had, like, an apple or something. I just don't like going to Bruff before I go to class. Problem on Tuesdays and Thursdays is that I have three straight hours of class, so if I don't eat before then, I'm kind of screwed for a while.)
You know what would probably help, though? If I didn't check my e-mail first thing upon waking up and getting dressed, because then I wouldn't feel like I have to answer just one comment, and then it snowballs, and an hour later I only half an hour till class and yeah, I can eat in far less time than that, but once you factor in walking time (WHY SO FAR AWAY FROM EVERYTHING, J.L.?), then it's far far less time. *grumbles* I really need to stop scheduling classes one after the other. (I had two classes at this exact same time last semester, and pretty much the same thing happened.)
*flops back* School is overrated. Maybe I should just drop out and become an artiste. I can live at home and get a job at D & M Coffee and write books.
Right, I know, I have the self-preservation instincts of a ferret.
You know what would probably help, though? If I didn't check my e-mail first thing upon waking up and getting dressed, because then I wouldn't feel like I have to answer just one comment, and then it snowballs, and an hour later I only half an hour till class and yeah, I can eat in far less time than that, but once you factor in walking time (WHY SO FAR AWAY FROM EVERYTHING, J.L.?), then it's far far less time. *grumbles* I really need to stop scheduling classes one after the other. (I had two classes at this exact same time last semester, and pretty much the same thing happened.)
*flops back* School is overrated. Maybe I should just drop out and become an artiste. I can live at home and get a job at D & M Coffee and write books.
Right, I know, I have the self-preservation instincts of a ferret.