This sentence will ruin/save

No sleep, all work. Last night after a moment of severe insecurity I decided I needed help.

The rest of the night was spent trading historical and linguistic facts with Adam over tea and whiskey while he spent hours editing my sloppy writing before I submitted it finally at 7am this morning. Best night working on final exams and I’m pretty sure I would have been pretty poorly off without his help. Will seriously consider asking him to review my work more. Don’t panic, call friends. 

Today? a few measly hours of sleep if I can, work, and cramming for my last exam happening tomorrow morning at 10am. 

In good spirits, hoping to remain so.

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Dear Ian Sidaway, you wrote an entire book about mixing different colors together to make other colors so you can mix those colors together to get ugly muted secondary colors. color is relative and I believe it is continually trying to deceive me… anyway, I’m reading this book and drowning in color aid paper at the moment because I have to re-take this stupid class I took back in 2005 because they wouldn’t accept my previous credits. And on top of that, my YGY (yellow green yellow) tint papers are duplicating and this is totally fucking me up at the moment. I have to make 3 colors look like 4 and all I want to do is use the grays and blacks that we’re not allowed to acknowledge in this pack of 220 colors. they count too right? Red Violet Red gets all the attention.

I broke my toe this morning. the little one.

Wednesdays I normally want to kill myself. 5 hours in between classes. I’m currently camped out in the computer lab with my foot up. Overheard a department head talk about losing his wife last year and how he has trouble sleeping at night even after all this time. Now they’re talking about something that sounds racist. I finished my color theory write-up before I even did the project. There aren’t any studios open on Wednesdays. I need to find David and ask him if I can work in the sculpture class. Too lazy. My options for lunch involve driving. and fast food. dislike. I gave my granola bar to the lab monitor named George for helping me figure out how to print in the lab. I remember working in the photo lab at DCAD and not being able to leave to grab a bite. George is designing his own modern estate in Autocad for class. Now he is adding exploding robots to it. I’m wondering if it’s acceptable to fall asleep in here.