Last Weekend

Feeling: torn
This weekend is the final weekend at IB. When the season finally ends, I will be able to get some sleep. I keep dozing off at my desk and sleeping in PHI III, which is a boring lecture anyways. I try going to bed around 10-10:30, but it doesn't seem to help. I just need time to let my body shut down and recover. With the way the year is going, that isn't going to happen for a good while anyways. I just hope I don't give out before then. Kayla and I had a fun time last night visiting. We roleplayed on her new site for about an hour straight. Of course it's hard to catch her because of her job and my school hours. At least we have something to do together again. I miss hanging out with her on the weekends and this makes up for it to a point. I leave tomorrow for the hell weekend. We have a fish fry tomorrow night. Mom is still pretty much in charge of it this year. I'm not certain when I'll be rolling into Logan but I will only be going home to drop off my stuff. Then I'll be at dinner until who knows how long. Saturday morning, Mom and I are going to the hour long viewing for Brad. It's just before the funeral and we don't have the time tomorrow night. Plus we have to meet at the office for other reasons Saturday morning before I go to work. I just hope this weekend doesn't drive the nail into the coffin and my system breaks on me. -Kat-
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