Take these broken tests and learn to cry
I'm waiting for my exam grade to post on Blackboard, which requires that I log in EVERY TIME I want to check it as a security measure. And every time I do, I keep singing to myself, "Blackboard singing in the dead of night..."
I'm on hyperdrive. I have exactly 17 minutes of a break until my next session of writing craziness. This class is insane. I don't have time to write about it, but suffice it to say that we are all sleep deprived, and I'm not sure how any human can do this amount of work plus an assistantship, plus a practicum, and plus another class. A girl fell asleep in the middle of class discussion today. We only have 7 people in the class, and we were sitting in a circle. Poor thing. I couldn't laugh. I was fading myself.
If Dr. Kermit weren't so damned cute...
I'm on hyperdrive. I have exactly 17 minutes of a break until my next session of writing craziness. This class is insane. I don't have time to write about it, but suffice it to say that we are all sleep deprived, and I'm not sure how any human can do this amount of work plus an assistantship, plus a practicum, and plus another class. A girl fell asleep in the middle of class discussion today. We only have 7 people in the class, and we were sitting in a circle. Poor thing. I couldn't laugh. I was fading myself.
If Dr. Kermit weren't so damned cute...
posted by Cranky at 6:40 PM
1 Comments:
dude. i sing that song to scout every night when she starts her sleeping bunny chasing thing. "black dog running in the dead of night." etc. you get the picture. the random side effect is that i almost always have this song as one of the more prominent tunes in my mental daily jukebox playlist thing.
funny that you're hearing it all the time, too. even if it's just today.
get rest - you know sleep deprivation makes you cranky. but then, so do most things...
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