You don't know...
Dec. 8th, 2002 03:01 pmWell... after procrastinating for about three hours, and a wonderful night spent entwined in lovers arms, being awoken once with kisses to play out natures finest choreography, Patrick is in the shower, I am cold and have a wet head (post-shower) and I feel like I'm going to cry tears that would fill a Cornish dance studio.
One unfinished final whose due date is tomorrow 9am lies upon the livingroom floor, the other whose due date is Friday 1:30pm lies in scattered printouts of information spread through three rooms and lord knows how many piles of dirty laundry.
There is so much work to be done, cleaning, laundry, packing, settling bills, schoolwork, auditions... I don't know how I will ever get it all done by the time my plane leaves Saturday (11:15am I believe). What have I gotten myself into?
Perhaps Patrick will come to class on Friday... although it will only serve to make me hurt more... I must me masochistic like that.
One unfinished final whose due date is tomorrow 9am lies upon the livingroom floor, the other whose due date is Friday 1:30pm lies in scattered printouts of information spread through three rooms and lord knows how many piles of dirty laundry.
There is so much work to be done, cleaning, laundry, packing, settling bills, schoolwork, auditions... I don't know how I will ever get it all done by the time my plane leaves Saturday (11:15am I believe). What have I gotten myself into?
Perhaps Patrick will come to class on Friday... although it will only serve to make me hurt more... I must me masochistic like that.
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Date: 2002-12-10 05:49 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2002-12-10 03:11 pm (UTC)