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Day did not start out well; I can do yoga on two hours of sleep, but I realized as I called Dan to wake him up that I was in no way going to be able to do it with only one. So I slept another 45 minutes and then went to Shepherd, paranoid about my Diction homework being printed. Rightly paranoid, it turns out, since I forgot that if you print a font on a computer that doesn't have that font, it doesn't work. So I stressfully rewrote my entire IPA transcription of the longest French song I have, turned it in later than everyone else, had attention lapses in class, and tried to ignore the subtle destruction-by-immobilization of my shoulders. It was particularly unpleasant because I wasn't actually sleepy, but my exhaustion hurt.
Theory was little better, being full of 12-tone analysis methods that remind me of first-semester Algebra 2, and Dan was in the same kind of mood (except that he gets angry rather than forlorn) because his phone broke and he needs it for the trip he's leaving on tomorrow. Which is another thing; Stephan's leaving for break and Dan's leaving for break, and that kind of leaves me here to rot over break. I never used to have this problem, having friends. I suppose it'll be good for me; separation lessens this kind of disgusting dependence. I can't believe I've gotten this way and I'm not looking forward to the solitude. I'll enjoy it once it gets here, but at the moment I already miss people. Idiot.
Maybe Linguistics will be better.
Theory was little better, being full of 12-tone analysis methods that remind me of first-semester Algebra 2, and Dan was in the same kind of mood (except that he gets angry rather than forlorn) because his phone broke and he needs it for the trip he's leaving on tomorrow. Which is another thing; Stephan's leaving for break and Dan's leaving for break, and that kind of leaves me here to rot over break. I never used to have this problem, having friends. I suppose it'll be good for me; separation lessens this kind of disgusting dependence. I can't believe I've gotten this way and I'm not looking forward to the solitude. I'll enjoy it once it gets here, but at the moment I already miss people. Idiot.
Maybe Linguistics will be better.
