Tiki Tiki

Disneyland has melted my mind. I have about three ride themes stuck in my head and they just play one after the other over and over and over. I realize for next week I am completely screwed. I have no time to do anything. This trip has been so horrible for productive work (wonderful otherwise in terms of fun). We get up early, spend all day walking, standing and jumping on rides and other transit, then get home late where I'm so tired I can't do much but sit like a blob on my computer for thirty minutes before collapsing in bed. I get back to Calgary on Tuesday and somehow in 2 days I need to finish the annotated bibliography and do a damned good job with it because I'll let my group down otherwise and I'm depending on this project to save my English 408 mark. I also have four critiques to write for my classmates (which I think I'll hand in on the following Tuesday so I can put more time and effort into them...I'm missing class anyway), I need to come up with a music themed story, which I seriously got nothing on, I have a test to study for on Thursday and I still haven't finished editing my friend's novel, which I said I'd have to him last week (I feel so bad about the delay, but there's nothing I can do unless I want to stop sleeping altogether). I'm leaving Thursday evening for a ski trip, so I won't have much time to spare those nights either. The only saving grace is I can still go to class on Wednesday, even though I have a group meeting to attend that day (usually if my group needs to meet I can't go to class because I have to walk my neighbor's dog). I officially declare February a failure in terms of writing. I only wrote a chapter and a half. FML I'm not going to survive this week.

PS - Did I mention I'm going crazy? The only time I've had to myself this week is when I've been in the shower. Sleeping doesn't really count since it's in the same room as three other people. Hotel rooms ftl. Probably why I haven't written anything while I've been away. I need solitude to work.