3:21 a.m. and I am up doing stuff for a class that shouldn't be happening in about 9 hours. Well, that's what happens when I decide to take Lynne Foster. I am in the midst of doing a crap-tastic illustration of African queens that I sure hope she does not pick for survey. I did an illustration earlier in about 8 hours for her that I hope gets picked for it. I really hate the week leading up to survey. So much just piles on top of my schedule. Such crap as an 8-10 page paper I haven't even started. I'm so frustrated right now about this dumb crap. The stuff that matters most will not even get any attention until around Tuesday. I HATE CLASSES THAT DON'T COUNT!!! I also need the credits for this dumb Anthropology class. I should pay someone to do my paper. I honestly would rather focus on more important work.
My survey is Thursday and I am going to be prepared for it no matter what. I got foam core and cloth so my stuff will look good. I must return to my slave work. Good night.