For Once…

I wish people can give me a break sometimes, to let me sit for one day. ONE DAY, relaxing. To let myself be rid of my weekday responsibilities for one, single, day. During the weekdays I don’t come home and relax, there’s always work to do, a botanical plant list I need to memorize, a paper to write, a dissertation to read, and a model to manipulate. Oh, and a dinner to make for myself, by myself. 
I don’t spend Fridays in leisure; I spend them making models, Experimenting, gesturing, and reforming  these things until I have produced provocative works that speak something to me. It’s not like a paper, that with proper outlining, can be done in an allotted amount of time. It’s not a bunch of formulas that have a precise answer. And, it’s certainly not something I have to read, and then answer a bunch of questions on. My work, MY MAJOR has a multitudinous amount of answers that need to be corroborated with reasoning and resonance that just about everyone that’s not in a major that is Architecture just cannot fathom to a leman understanding. 
Many complain that their backpack is heavily-laden with books, but really try a day in my shoes.
Every other day, I carry a soils chemistry textbook that is 2” thick, Two 12”x24x2” plywood models, an angle grinder, a random orbit sander, and my laptop, not to mention, my binder.  
Every. single. day, I wake up at 5:30 and pack for the day ahead of me, because I come home at 9 in the evening. I spend over 12 hours at school because of my major.
By further clarifying the busy-ness of my weekdays, all I really ask is for some flexibility, some understanding, and some patience. If you want to come in socio-physical commerce with me, tell me instead of waiting for missed opportunities to pass by, then harangue me later. 
I apologize that I miss church on Sundays, party nights on  Saturdays, or afternoon lunches on Fridays on a weekly basis. My Fridays are spent at the ArtCenter, all day in the studio constantly furthering the evolution of my models, long hours experimenting with operational strategies of the fundamental design elements. 
I’m sorry that maybe I want to rest on Fridays, that I want to withdraw from the outside world and stay-in and pamper myself for one. single. evening.
You ask about my Saturdays & Sundays? My Saturdays, I am finally home, studying for colloidal chemistry of soils, or studying scientific botanical names, or researching sustainable-regenerative materials for a paper that is due. Sundays, I spend doing my laundry and preparing on average, 3 meals to eat for the next week because I don’t have the luxury of arriving home to parents that cook dinner for me. After that, I pack up all of my stuff and head back up to my apartment and wait until the next morning, waking up at 5:30 and waiting for the block of restless nights to come. 
In summation, I am just tired. I’m tired of trying to please everyone and keeping everyone content. I’m tired of people relying on me to be there for them to socialize on the weekends, but I just cannot do that. 
Spend a week with me at school and experience first-hand how much time I actually do not have.
Ask anyone in my major how much “free-time” they have on the weekends..You know what their answer is going to be…?
“Hah, free-time? What is that?”