Dying of exhaustion is pretty much what I did today. So...here's a rundown.
Wake up. Decided I didn't want to wake up. Debated whether I should go to the language breakfast thing that I was told I should attend. Fall asleep. Wake up. Decide that I should probably go. Arrive late to the breakfast thing. Discover it doesn't matter. Get breakfast as usual. Add a lemon to the tray. Discover sitting on the top floor is neat. Discover I didn't really have to go to the language breakfast after all because it didn't really exist.
Head to the chapel. Listen to some lady talk about registration. Decide that I'm really tired. Zone out. Snap out of it. Figure I should listen to what she's saying. Start to zone out and think about when I'm gonna sleep. Meeting done. Herded off to another meeting in the new science building. I become happy at the fact that this meeting was actually helpful. Meeting done. Herded off to another meeting about the honor code in the old science building. Discover that the professors leave during every test so don't cheat, hold peers accountable...blah blah blah be honest (add in implication that if you do that, God will love you). Break off from herd and skip last meeting.
Killer headache setting in. Figure I should do what I'm supposed to do for my registration meeting with my advisor. Start looking at classes. Head feels like it wants to eat me. Wasn't able to get lunch. Snack on ritz bits and drink some ale...ginger ale that is. Head to advisor meeting. Ends up being a group meeting rather than a one on one deal. Figure out a plan for my schedule.
Leave to go take a dumb test that they assured me wasn't a standardized test. Walk into old science building, head pounding...and pretty much take a standardized writing test. Two hours later after that nonsense and enduring annoying guy next who wouldn't stop talking to all of his buddies....I was done.
I run away, far far away from the writing test that supposedly won't count for or against me in anyway. I thank sociology class for helping me get through both of the writing prompts and head back to my dorm.
I get there. I crash. I can't sleep. I don't know what I did. Hour later dinner was being served. I made sure I went there as quickly as possible after downing some meds to ease my headache. Then I got my food. Food glorioius food. Chocolate pudding...pizza...chicken...salad...cookie....food. I was happy and fat.
Came back to dorm and listened to Wait Wait and music and such. Pretty much almost fell asleep. Looked at my registration card and realized it wasn't mine. Freak out. Can't do anything about it at the moment...being herded. Went to the chapel again to learn the school song and such. JM's is better. No competition there.
Come back to dorm where they are serving rootbeer floats. I search for the girl who has my card because I have hers. She is found! We fix the crises and all is well. Stuff starts to happen in the dorm lounge but my roommate and I are anti-social and we decide to take showers instead since no one is there.
Shower. Done. Online. Registration touch ups. Facebook. Write in blog. Do other stuff.
so yeah.
I hope to get to bed before midnight tonight.
~AM
Monday, September 07, 2009
um yah yah um yah yah um yah yah (repeat until you die of exhaustion)
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