Yeah, I should probably call this post “Sunday Faves” for the sake of accuracy and all that. But I feel like I had a good thing going with Friday Faves and the ensuing alliteration, and so the thing stays.
I should probably also explain about the title of this post, but it doesn’t make any sense because it’s true. I would only choose such an odd and nonoriginal title if I was truly running on 5 hours of sleep, and, alas, this is the case. The first week or so of school has been thoroughly dominated by BUCKETS of homework! It’s only really because I’m taking all honors classes, and maybe there isn’t ACTUALLY that much work, but with my OCD perfectionistic tendencies, a simple 40-minute assignment can equate to days of slavery and stress. MUST ACE ALL THE THINGS. Unfortunately, last week didn’t really go well for me in terms of remembering assignments, performing well, and handing things in on time–let’s just say I was definitely feeling Friday the 13th a couple of days ago. Ah, well. Tis but a small matter. And while my GPA might suck right now, I can certainly bolster it over the course of the semester–right??!! At any rate, I’m looking forward to putting the snafu of last week behind me tomorrow as I embark on what surely will be a better 5-day stretch.
Hoo, you can tell I’m really tired. That paragraph rambled and strayed considerably. I was meaning to tell you that because of the massive amounts of homework (and my unfounded Doctor Who addiction that I cannot seem to shake and requires daily feeding), I’ve been operating on around 5 hours of sleep for the past few days, compensating with extra coffee in the mornings, and I feel like crap. Definitely not making the healthiest decisions here. My immune system took a hit as well, and, coupled with the new environment of 1800 kids and all the circulating germs, it’s only natural that I should be sick now. Bleh. My throat is scratchy and my tummy hurts, you guys. Wish me tasty tea and restful sleep from here on out.
Thus far this has not been a very optimistic Friday Faves post. Being sick is not my “fave”. Onto the meat of the matter!
#1. Spaghetti Bowl! Ooh, look, I’m a big girl now! On Friday I attended my first *official* HS football game with a group of gal pals, and, you know, we had to get into it. Memorizing cheers, shouting ’til we were hoarse, decking ourselves out in all blue, blue face paint, the works.
Although I have a feeling that you can tell from this awkward selfie that I was not totally sold on the face paint. You can also tell that, as I constantly reiterate, I am REALLY BAD at the art of selfie and I have to go into PicMonkey and apply all these weird color effects to my face in order to feel okay about posting it here and that my nose is really
oily and shiny SPUNKALICIOUS and that my hair has absolutely no idea what it’s doing at any given moment but we shall not talk about these things. (Something we shall also not talk about is the fact that the whole sexism and objectification thing of football and cheerleading bugs me. I fear this post is not long enough to contain my feminist rantings.)
Right, then. Focus on the face paint. And my cute blue sweater, if you’d like. Sweater season! So excited.
While we’re on that subject…
#2. The arrival of autumn! At least before everything gets dreary and sludgey and rainy and the SAD-depression-stuff kicks in, early fall has got to be my absolute favorite time of the year. Everything seems to slow, become just a bit more ponderous–nothing seems as frantic, or as frivolous. Also, cute sweaters. Also, herbal tea. Also, orange leaves! Also, PRETTY NATURE! Also, PUMPKIN SPICE ALL THE THINGS! Also, flu season! ;) *cough cough, literally* And there’s that whole not-sweating-when-you’re-just-sitting-still thing. That’s nice.
#3. Being asked to perform poetry with the Washington State Poet Laureate.
(Doesn’t my elegant and poignant use of Doctor Who gifs serve to underline my mature and poetic nature?)
I received the inquiry from my old Language Arts teacher a few days ago (it’s not PC enough to call it “English” anymore), and this was basically my reaction. People think I’m good at words! Moreover, people think I’m good enough at words to sort-of-somewhat represent youth spoken word poetry alongside the State’s Great!
At first I was excited…majorly…and now there’s this crushing void of self-doubt inside me, knowing I’ll have to WRITE SOMETHING for the occasion and OH GOD WHAT IF I NEVER WRITE ANYTHING GOOD AGAIN and EVERYONE WILL HATE ME and OBVIOUSLY I AM NOT CUT OUT FOR THIS TYPE OF THING and WHAT IS THERE TO WRITE ABOUT MAN I CAN’T DO IT and WHY CAN’T I BE BRILLIANT AND SPEND MY ENTIRE DAY WATCHING DOCTOR WHO??
Lack of sleep may make me a bit dramatic, methinks. Just a heads-up.
I have more things to say but I’m working on condensing my posts and posting more frequently. That will probably be a good thing. And you know what else is my favorite? Sleep. Sleep is very nice. Never mind the fact that I wasn’t up and at ‘em until 11 this morning, I think I’ll turn in for the night. Hope your weekend was awesome and that you are able to recover from the dreaded influence of the last Friday the 13th!!