I'm Tired

I'm tired. Numerous hours of labor and astonishing hunger. I'm tired. Racking my brain for the perfect idea to really fulfill the requirements, meticulous hands careful to ensure every detail is spot on. I'm tired. Paper cuts, sweat, and frustration when things don't quite turn out the way they were envisioned. I'm tired. A smile when the end is near and a sigh of relief when the end is reached. I'm tired.

 

It was last night, or evening rather. I had just awoken nap unlike any other. About five solid hours of sleep and it felt really good. I’m not exactly sure why I was so tired when the night prior I definitely got eight hours of sleep. But anyways, I woke from my nap well rested, without homework, and bored. I decided after some thought, because I’m just a great student like that, to go the architecture studio and get some work done on my project. I told my room I was going to get something to eat because I hadn’t eaten since 2:00 p.m. and then I would heading to the studio. I also informed him I probably wouldn’t return until probably late that night, what I currently planned to be 10:00 p.m. This happened at about 7:00 p.m.

 

I walked over to Owen’s like I said I would and just about immediately realized that I was in fact actually not hungry. But I knew I needed something so I decided to get a smoothie and some water. So I grabbed that and made my way to the studio. I made it there around 7:30 p.m.

 

I made it too the studio. I take some time to look around at some of my friend’s work for inspiration. The way our class works you receive a vague prompt and from that you form what exactly the assignment is. This particular assignment was to design a “screen” or something that allowed light to pass through it. I was completely dumbfounded and I had no idea what I was about to do, however I wasn’t about to turn in a boring assignment and look stupid. After much contemplation I decided to make a stencil and transpose it on another surface and then put color screens in the holes.

 

Again when I first got there it was fairly early and there were about five other people there working on the assignment as well. Then I decided to ask the stupid question of when is the project due, and much to my dismay the answer was the next day. Unfortunately that was today. I was in total disbelief and I got deep into work.

 

Hours pasted and so did my company. By my previously estimated departure of 10:00 p.m., I was the only one in my class that was still in the studio, and I was still working hard. I stayed focused on my task but I began to lose patience, because of that I took breaks from my work to clear my thoughts before I went back in. After many painful and agonizing hours I and I had finally completed my masterpiece. The time however was not so pleasing. The current time was 5:25 a.m. Class started at 8:00 a.m.

 

I went back to my dorm to shower and headed back to the studio for class. And would you believe that I found out the project was NOT due today…………. I’m TIRED…….TIRED OF PEOPLE WHO DON’T KNOW WHAT THE HELL THEY’RE TALKING ABOUT!!