My Tuesdays So Far
Oct. 4th, 2011 09:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kasihyaWake up and eat breakfast, run to Spanish, read Fiction Writing assignment, go to Medieval Monsters, Fiction Writing, grab lunch in 20 minutes, then 3 hour class on Mesoamerican cultures. Go directly from class to dinner, at which point it's seven at night, brain is overloaded with information and my hand is cramping from writing for three hours straight. Collapse in room for half an hour, experience social anxiety, go to two clubs one right after the other. Finally get back to room at 10:00, cease to be high-functioning and happy and dissolve into a puddle of crappy feelings.
So far, so consistent. My brain is worn out. I feel terrible and lonely for absolutely no reason. I didn't actually make it to clubs today. I did get to talk to a friend very briefly before another of his friends came and took over the conversation, so I bowed out.
Also, I ate so much shit today. SHIT, I tell you, I ATE SHITTY FOOD. I HATE that I can't stop eating. I have zero fucking self-control.
I'm hoping this will go away in the morning like it did last week. I was enjoying the floaty self-sufficient thing that I've had going for the past six days.
In writing news, I've finally got going on my story! I didn't realize how much the setting was keeping me from writing. Now that I have a template, I also have a very distinct, colorful setting in my head, which was totally lacking before. In the first two drafts, I couldn't figure out how to include the religious-cultural aspects of the setting, so everything was just kind of bland and nondescript. Now I have red temples, long bureaucratic buildings, stone box gardens, and a whole plethora of flora and fauna with which to work.
Now I also need to edit my Fiction Writing story, because it still sucks and I have to read it aloud on Thursday, oh god oh god.
So far, so consistent. My brain is worn out. I feel terrible and lonely for absolutely no reason. I didn't actually make it to clubs today. I did get to talk to a friend very briefly before another of his friends came and took over the conversation, so I bowed out.
Also, I ate so much shit today. SHIT, I tell you, I ATE SHITTY FOOD. I HATE that I can't stop eating. I have zero fucking self-control.
I'm hoping this will go away in the morning like it did last week. I was enjoying the floaty self-sufficient thing that I've had going for the past six days.
In writing news, I've finally got going on my story! I didn't realize how much the setting was keeping me from writing. Now that I have a template, I also have a very distinct, colorful setting in my head, which was totally lacking before. In the first two drafts, I couldn't figure out how to include the religious-cultural aspects of the setting, so everything was just kind of bland and nondescript. Now I have red temples, long bureaucratic buildings, stone box gardens, and a whole plethora of flora and fauna with which to work.
Now I also need to edit my Fiction Writing story, because it still sucks and I have to read it aloud on Thursday, oh god oh god.
