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Int.I’m not crazy. It doesn’t really matter though. but then again .I’ve been able to deal with it quite well. or maybe BJU online or maybe even IHop. there were the random hallucinations and communions with abstract characters in my mind. others call it a state of drunkenness and some have even questioned drug use (all of which I assure you to be false allegations) just the norm for grad school . “Look at my bandaid Mr.However. . . .What were the first signs you wonder? .this is me. . .Sleep deprivation is what I like to call it .regardless of the fact that my grandparents did meet in an insane asylum . . .description Waiting room. .. . . ..I still don’t think I’m crazy. .but that was them. . at least I thought I was dealing with it well. Elvis and Judy Dench. I may have though it. . lone figure seated NikitA Well I never thought I’d be here. .Well that might not be entirely true. I mean there was last week when I hurt my finger . . . but that was just to keep me engaged during all-nighters. . . . . . scene . . . I just think all of this is part of a huge misunderstanding. . Sure. . none of this is my fault. . but mostly I like to blame student central. there have been many signs. just never wanted to admit it as being a legitimate possibility. . hmmm . . . .. or am I ? . . . . . .. . There are many places to shift the blame.well .
It helped little that nothing I tried seemed to work. . and whatever other randomness fills the contents of my wallet purse . some silver numbers. lets take a quick donut break while Nikita calls Kinkos to see if her credit card is there. . Looking around it is comforting to see that my fellow classmates look equally bedraggled . .frantically I fumble through my credit cards. I checked one more time .”Okay.Schwingle!” .searching for the light blue background with a dolphin in the foreground and followed by the word “DISCOVER”. . and then a horrid thought hits me like a ton of bricks . . Kinkos was the next destination. and my name.By this point Stegall notices something is wrong. so I gave up on trying to graphically edit and print off glossed up copies of my plates. but other people may not get it but I seriously did not intend to give my teacher an obscene gesture and it wasn’t until my brain connected the snickering of my classmates to the pink bandaid with pets on it that I realized my error. . .The smell of ink and hum of the machines did little to help me feel well or even awake after a sleepless night. . . . . . I finally pulled the brush across the canvas for the last time finishing the physical artistry of the pieces. . Now I have a perfectly logical explanation for that. . . . It wasn’t there. enter perf hall.after spending the entire night working on my costume design plates. with 3 minutes to spare. the presentation begins. . . 6 costume plates completed. store cards. . .Then there was yesterday .” Off to my car I go with . . .
they were good enough to hold it in their safe for me.Then I look again. . . . . . I overslept by 10 minutes. setting two separate alarms . . . .my part of the presentation comes up .waiting .Mom is missing . .cell phone in hand (I figured I should check my camera case and car before making a complete fool out of myself. . BJU online quickly shows there are 4 other classmates who would be able to go before me.must empty mailbox to send mail—Your Friendly Novel Client’ Are you even kidding me right now?. .typing furiously. .Whats this? ‘Inbox full. . but that’s fine still plenty of time. . quick glance shows a 40 rather than a 30.Awakening I feel like I have slept for hours. . . “Now to email it to myself for printing . . .and I still had to get dressed. . . .. I feel that I write so much better under a time constraint. . .trash can and ‘delete’ . frantically I rush around . . However.However.I rush into school and finish up the play. . . I decided to take a little break and give myself 2 hours to finish it.turns out I had left my credit card in the Kinko copy machine. I realize any attempt to make it to my 1pm class with 7 copies of a lengthy play in hand was futile. . .class resumes.but there are only 5 plates. . . . . . . After a nice shower I lie down for a 30 minute nap. . . . . ..she’s probably hanging out at Kinkos with my credit card.. but no luck). . . .Class dismissed finally and I returned home to write my play. . After all. . .the clock screams back at me a glaring 11:45am. . . . . .Oh well.I over slept an hour.
3 copies.” Are you kidding me? Luckily. .The computer runs like molasses. . .I’m told to use the film printer. . . 1 copy prints and “beep. . . And then it beeps and says “invalid command printer could not print job”.. . . please change cartridge’.no other options. . frozen computer.”Forget the film printer. and (run in my head) labor back down the stairs to Rehearsal Hall. I consult with Karen and decided to make one last effort to print. .great . beep ‘Toner empty. . I’m using the RA printer. FINISHED! I grab the pages. . 2 copies. .” Then it was on to round 2 the printing process. and hit ‘send’.1 copy.5 copies is all need at 13 pages a copy.waiting . .I loudly throw my belongings down in a rather agitated manner. .play is still being read of fellow classmate. .Hobble down the stairs one step at a time.refresh. . 5 copies. Great! Just my luck. beep.loaded. .beep. . attach play. .jump in . . . . . compose message. .almost 2pm . . After an eternity I am able to send the print job. . beep. .drive fast. . a stage hand came to my rescue and loaded the tray. .prints another copy and a half and “beep. . . . “beep. please load letter tray. 3 copies. 4 copies. . but safely to Rodehaever.beep ‘Please load letter tray”. Class is just . the Rodehaever printer . . . . limp out to car. . waiting…freezing.finally the sweet sound of the hum and clickings of the printer reach my ears as it starts spitting out the pages. .I was hoping to make it by 2pm but now I have 2 ½ scripts and 1 on my computer.maybe they can share. . . . re-login. beep. . . .
. . . .Nothing like making the tale end. a psychiatrist. . Now apparently later that evening I was found walking around speaking incoherently. . . I did eventually retrieve my credit card from Kinkos as well as “Mom” the costume plate I had misplaced in the scanner bed and they had graciously not thrown out.finishing.hence the consultation of professional help. . .