92 Hours

Today I woke up and wasn't sure if it was Saturday or Sunday already... This is what happens when your weekend is 92 hours long. Thanks to SCAD. When I finally realized it was almost 11am on Saturday, I was relieved. I still had almost 48 hours to procrastinate. I still have time to watch whatever TV show I missed, do homework, buy rain boots and pretend I am working on my 45 Hour Review. And most important, to read the three magazines that are waiting for me next to my bed. 92 hours may seem like a lot of time, but I make my best effort to make sure they are not enough.