Persistent to the end

Gawd Shafiq's version of Lightweight has been stuck in my head since yesterday!!!! Like I've been keeping it on replay ever since Friday!!

Today sucks. 1. I realised my improv journal entry file was corrupted. I totally couldn't open it at all. What the fuck happened? I have no clue. 2. The learning portal is down. HOW THE HELL AM I GONNA STUDY FOR DANCE HISTORY???? I honestly don't understand my own notes. Sigh. 3. ASIAN DANCE PROJECT IS STILL HAUNTING ME.....

WHAT A SUNDAY!!! I spent my whole afternoon writing the improv journal. Until now i still can't remember what i wrote for the first 2 weeks. I really don't remember... :( Tried asking for help but bloody hell no one wants to help. Expected that no one would help anyway -_-

Everytime when Sunday comes, i'm sad and excited. Sad cuz there's mask work, there's a possibilty we might piss Harris off again. & tomorrow i might not be able to spend time with my homiez cuz i gotta get my asian dance project DONE. There's no Yoga tomorrow. So i get to sleep in a little more than usual. But i'm probably meeting Andrea for breakfast first. Every sunday, I always look forward to ballet. I HONESTLY DO. But after Tuesday it becomes . . . . It happens every week. God i really don't want Tuesday to come. :'( Will i get through Tuesday? Will i? Will i? After Tuesday, I'm afraid we'll get Melissa for contemp again. SIGH I THINK IT'S GONNA BE A WEEK OF HELL T_T!!! I'm stressing the shit out but doing nothing about it.... Boohoo wanna cry.