I hate finals. p1
I know I'm not the only one feeling it but OH MY GOD I AM GOING TO DIE FROM THE STRESS. I cannot BREATH there is so much on my plate.
Tonight was the end of Three Days of Rain, my costume designer debut. It was very well received and I'm super glad. The costumes even got a lot of attention which is sort of rare I think. That's all great but it means that costume strike is now on my list of to-dos. Along with all of the finals and final projects I have to do. I'm definitely freaking out.
I really don't even think I have something more to add to this. I've lost a total of like... 20 pounds I think. That's pretty cool. When I think of it in the grand scheme of things it seems like nothing. When I compare it to my cousins baby? I have LOST AN AIDEN. That seems significant.
This probably should have gone on my private journal...