Posted September 23, 2015
Thirty minutes on snoozing. All the sleep I've had all night, and I've (still) got such a huge pile of work to do that I can't really afford to go to sleep in the next fourteen hours or so. Hoo-fucking-ray.
If I was working, I bet I could talk to my boss about things and we could work out something. Maybe work reduced hours for a while, see a doctor, have an early vacation. However, I'm a student, so everyone can make as many demands of me as they can argue that the credits require, and call me lazy if I find it difficult to meet those demands.
It's like my brain capacity is a game of jenga that everyone else is playing, hoping to constantly keep their piece on top. Whenever I have the time, I try to reverse the process so the tower doesn't collapse. If it does, all there is to do is for me to put it all back together so that they can have another go at it.
If I was working, I bet I could talk to my boss about things and we could work out something. Maybe work reduced hours for a while, see a doctor, have an early vacation. However, I'm a student, so everyone can make as many demands of me as they can argue that the credits require, and call me lazy if I find it difficult to meet those demands.
It's like my brain capacity is a game of jenga that everyone else is playing, hoping to constantly keep their piece on top. Whenever I have the time, I try to reverse the process so the tower doesn't collapse. If it does, all there is to do is for me to put it all back together so that they can have another go at it.