"Well," I said, because wasn't it obvious? "First you're headed. And then you're beheaded."
He laughed the rest of the way home while I sat in the backseat and questioned my entire life philosophy.

Point is, people can be wrong. I especially can be wrong. I make dumb choices and I'll argue a lost cause and I'll have my tutor look at me pitifully after I've answered a question incorrectly in class. I know this. I know I can be very, very wrong.
And yet when I looked at my work roster for last week and saw I was on for a forty hour week, I thought nothing of it. OOPS. Big mistake. As it turns out, working full time and being a full time student and socialising and trying to get just a little sleep is actually kind of difficult. Twenty-four hours in a day is not enough! Seriously, they should really change that.
Do you remember that cutesy little diagram that used to go floating around tumblr a few years go? The one where there's a triangle and each point of the triangle says "good grades" and "a social life" and "enough sleep"? And the caption reads "pick two"? Yeah. We've all been there, I'm sure of it. Well anyway, I'd like to add a fourth point to this lovely triange and make it a squareish rhombus-y thingo (gr9 at geometry, clearly). And that fourth point is "money". And then I'd like to add a little footnote saying that you can pick two to focus on, and a third to have a little of, which you cannot master unless you are superwoman. Which makes the diagram a little more complicated and a little less cutesy, but oh well. It's more realistic.
I made it through the week, thanks in no small part to the large collection of confectionary that has begun to fester in the cupboard at work. Seriously, that shit is life saving. I wish I could say that I have a week off to sleep, perhaps on a heart-shaped island in the Caribbean, but nope, it's back to uni tomorrow. Still, I had a lovely sleep this afternoon after I trudged home from work with a quickly dying sugar high.
As for my rhombusy squarish diagram? This week I managed money and social life with a teeny tiny bit of sleep. I don't want to do that to my grades ever again.
Goodnight, kids. My bed is calling me. I don't want to neglect it for another second. xoxox
PS - we have all been here too, haven't we?
(Hipstery night sky photo has been on my computer for ages. I'd love to give proper credit for it but don't know who to. There's a high chance it's one of those default Mac desktops but I'm not totally sure.)