Reading Magnifico's journal

It's 4:00 AM here. In 12 hours, I'll be facing a road trip, and fall break; Wednesday through the following Monday, all off.

But before anybody can celebrate the end of the first quarter at our school, the teachers are kind enough to pile on the remnants of what we haven't gotten done. Three essays due, four tests and a handful of quizes in a day, and homework due tomorrow, when everything learned that day will be forgotten over fall break; it adds up. Everybody I know got less than four hours of sleep last night, and I'm up now (obviously working hard, eh?), and will be up until daybreak, no doubt, because I still haven't finished the impossible load. I have an essay to write, a take-home test to complete, and a bio-lab to finish up before I can even think about closing my eyes for more than five seconds.

I hate to bitch. But this is just fecking heinous.

I've been guzzling down lattes made with an herbal tea that contains Yerba Mate; I'm running, at this point, on the most potent caffeine (well, mateine, technically) source on the planet, and it's still not enough. I've been chugging the stoutest of Russian tea (Czar Nicholas Earl Grey; powerful enough to put hair on yer granny's chest, burn it off, and put more on again), and it's still not enough.

So what now?

KBO.
Keep Buggering On.

Thbbbbt

I cringed as I read that. The last time I had a workload that bad was in the middle of last year before Spring Break. The worst of it was AP English, I had a ten page test review, a ten page critical essay over Ethan Frome (which I consider to be the most horrible book I've ever read, with the exception of Pride and Prejudice), then I had to get cracking on my Duel Credit Biology final project to do (which I don't remember now), along with a bunch of little stuff. :( Good luck.

--Jami

You fail it.