You go to bed at 3, wake up for your 8 o’clock class, thinking that the bus comes by at 8:45, only to realize as the bus passes you when you’re taking your puppy out that it actually comes by at 8:40. So you walk 10 min to the next bus route, propelled and compelled only by the fear that you may miss a random quiz in class, and catch that bus to campus, only to remember that “oh yeah, class isn’t til 9” which is fortunate for you because otherwise you would have been an hour late to class instead of 20 minutes. Then you see a bunch of your classmates walking from the building where all your classes are held and ask them if class has been canceled and have them look at you like you’re going crazy. And they say, “Grace, it’s Monday, you’re on the Tuesday schedule and you’re thinking too much Social[and Behavioral]. Go get some more sleep..” And you foolishly try to convince them that you know its Monday and you have morning classes on Monday… only to remember after they go by that oh right, that 9 o’clock class you thought you had at 8, was really tomorrow and you hadn’t had to get up til 12 today because your classes today didn’t start until 1pm.
So I’m finally back at my apt and going back to bed now :p

1 comments:
We all know Mondays stink anyway.... ;-)
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