Studying

So here is a look at my life as a student through mainly two weeks of intensive study. Let me warn you, it's not pretty. Oh, and it is in reverse chronological order, so until I fix it (I never will,) scroll to the bottom and work your way up.

I love Christmas break. Did I say BREAK!

Word to your mother. Foo.


When you are sitting in one place all night, you get cold. I was cold and the power was out. I love my sweater. A lot.


Yeah, I'm tired.





Why do I do this to myself?


I was tired of taking pictures where I look like a zombie, so I smiled for the camera. How cheesy.
Hmmm.

Lovely, I know, but sometimes, you just feel like being crazy. I think I feel that way more than usual.


So what did I do about it? Well, naturally I had it cut!


I love my hair at that length. It really is my favorite length of hair. It just falls so nicely.


So this doesn't fit in chronologically, but this was after I had been on a "sleeping two-hours a day" program where you starve your body for sleep, and then only let it sleep twenty minutes every four hours and you are able to get all the rest you need. I had a difficult time adjusting. I felt aweful when I took that picture.


Back at school, I got up super early (actually, it was more like taking a nap at midnight) and had some pretty awesome bed-head.


Mmmm, hot drinks. I love hot drinks, which means tea, since I don't do coffee. That's right, a college senior and I have stayed drug free the whole time.


Same coffeshop, I just let the camera focus on the outside light.


Day two at the coffeeshop. It was nice to be working in the morning, and not at night.


I was there for a while, and ended up getting really tired of studying. Can you tell?


I finally got work done at a coffeeshop in Ann Arbor. I spent two days there and wrote one of my FOUR paper's there.


This is in the Smith's guest room. I didn't get much studying done there, but I guess I wasn't actually planning on it.


That was the first night of Thanksgiving break (the Tuesday before) and I spent it with Brandon Irish, an art/music major with a phenomenal voice. A swell guy. We had a good time.


Here I am that same night at a ("a"? I mean "the") local coffeeshop.


So. It didn't take long before reading book upon book and article upon article filled with legalese left me looking for a distraction. Why not take pictures of my eyes poking out through my fingers?



This is the near the beginning of my time, I read for two days straight. I didn't leave the suite, I didn't go to classes, I just read.