Come to Ms. D......

Today has been my first real day of class.
Wednesdays are our Comprehensive Review Day, or Comp Review as we like to call it, and all we do is take tests all day long in one subject.
Unless we get behind and fail the test from the week before and then we have to take that test on top of this week's test.
Such was the case for several folks, including myself.
Most all of us had a Come-To-Jesus meeting with Ms. D on why we weren't doing good and where we could improve and she let us voice our worries.
I am worried.
How in the world am I going to pass Boards?
These two tests are the biggest tests I have ever in my life taken and probably will ever take.
I have two years/five semesters of knowledge that I have to pull out of my head for two tests that are 170 questions each!
That my friends is a huge amount of material to cover.
Ten weeks from today I will take my Arts Boards.
I have ten weeks to prepare.
I have already cut out watching tv and dis-whatevered my facebook.
I've even given up drinking!
I haven't had anything to drink since Christmas Eve!
I think I'm going to have to give up reading blogs (Goodbye, Pioneer Woman!  I'll miss you!), catching up on my reading list, and put aside my wedding magazines.
I really have to push all of that wedding crap out of my head.
My exercising efforts are going to fall off as quickly as they began and my cooking practice is going to have to take a backseat to eating cereal because it doesn't require much time.
I really hate cereal.
I'm really upset about having to give up sleeping 8 hours a night.
I think I could cut back to six and maybe get all my work done.
But I'm already a terrible automobile narcoleptic.
How much worse can it get before it kills me?
I've got to start spending my time at work more efficiently, studying every free second I have.
I'm not going to give up going to church (I only go one hour a week), and I'm going to have to make time for my daily not-quite-so-daily Bible reading.
I'm not giving up blogging.
Blogging is my outlet and without it I may implode.

I will probably cut back though and maybe this will mean I have better things to write about.
Maybe I won't gripe about the unfairness of Boards the whole time.
I'm upset right now but not as upset as I will be if I have to pay $400 again to take the stupid Boards again.
This is doable but its not fun or easy.
Would someone remind me why I'm doing this again?

(Gasp!) Coffee!!

I am so sleepy.
Last night was one of those nights that made me wish (yet again) that I was one of those people that could stay up for 3 days straight on five hours of sleep.
But, sadly, I am not one of those people.
I need at least 8 hours to feel like I'm alert and perky.
Seven is the optimum minimum for me.
Six is really stretching it.
Five is a joke.
How much sleep did I get last night?
About four hours worth I think.
Man, oh, man, I am tired.
I need to drink about a gallon of coffee so my eyes will open and I can *attempt* to start my accounting homework.
Is there a way to condition oneself to run on less sleep and still feel like a "normal" person and not a zombie?
Please tell me.
There's too many things to do at night that I can't stay up for because I have to sleep!
Or maybe that's just how I'm supposed to be.
Maybe I'm supposed to be one of those folks that does great things during the daytime for the rest of their life and pays for it by having to sleep all night every night.
Hmmm......
But I'm not artsy.
I have no great talent.
There's nothing special about me and my life.
Why am I destined to be required to fulfill my 8 hours every night from now til the end?
What's the reason?

So Sleepy.......

I'm exhausted.
This whole "spring-ahead" business is over-rated in the sleep department.
Why can't they cut out an hour during the day?
Lots of people work on Saturdays and Sundays and would be glad to lose an hour......
Or at least I would.
I hate being sleep-deprived.
Why in the heck do I need 8 hours (sometimes more) to feel like I am at my very best and other people are so lucky as to bounce around all over the place everyday, running on four?
The world ain't fair I tell you.
Sigh............