Le lack of sleep.

I have a nine o'clock class in the morning, and the first thing I'm going to have to do is take a quiz. I know this. I also know that this professor gives very difficult quizzes, seeing as how everyone tells me so and I already took one and struggled through it. The quiz covers all the material between the Lesbia poems to Dante's Divine Comedy.

After this class, I have another quiz in French in which I must be able to conjugate the verb 'to be', which is difficult and doesn't follow the usual verb pattern at all.

To my knowledge, I do not have any quizzes in Shakespeare.

In any case, it's now two-thirty in the morning. Even if I went to bed now and passed out right away, I would only get about five and a half hours of sleep, assuming I get up at eight o'clock. I'm not tired, though, so I don't think I'm going to go to bed. Maybe not at all tonight. Instead? Oh. Instead I'm just going to sit here and not study for either of my quizzes. Because I'm a complete idiot smart like that.

I have an interesting idea for a fic, but I'm not sure if I want to write it for Gravi or FMA. I know it would be more in-character and be of better quality if I wrote it for Gravi, but I also want to start writing more FMA, because I'm currently in lust with that fandom. The idea could work either way.

Boo on my rp-people all going to bed before I do. *fist shaking*

( Tomorrow's Schedule )

Hugs to those that need them. I'm going to read some sparknotes and then try to sleep. I guess.

Heart.

Me: My neck hurts.
Joan: Hang on. *collects things. Le massage*
Me: Mmm. I feel special.
Joan: You should feel special. I don't whip out the [massage] oils for just anyone.
Me: I smell good.
Joan: You smell like orange ginger.
Me: I smell good.

I heart the Joan.