What day is it?

Working overnights disorients me kind of a lot.

Slow as hell, not surprising, but I made more money than the last time I worked (when I only made $35).  Plus I actually got paid $6.50 an hour while there because they EXPECTED no one to come in.  So my paycheck is already guaranteed to be the biggest it’s been since I was training.

I got more/all of my School of Education stuff figured out.  It’s still gonna be a pain in the ass, but at least now I know exactly what pains my ass needs to go through by September.  I have like 4 "please let me in" papers to write, I have to ask a professor to recommend me, I have ACT-like testing to go through, I have a hearing and speech aptitude test to take, but then I should be DONE!  (and by done I mean in the School of Ed and working my ass off for the rest of my life)

I kinda wanna go back to sleep.  I got home at about quarter after 6 this morning and immediately went to bed.  Then I ended up waking up at about 10 because my body hates me, and because our room was 1000 degrees.  I had been in and out of sleep for a while beforehand cause Jaz had class at 9 so when she was getting ready I couldn’t help but sort of wake up.
But I don’t have time to go to sleep.  I have classes still.  One of which I haven’t done the readings for yet.

I should probably eat sometime today too.  Just a thought.

So… it’s… Wednesday.  Okay.  Ever since spring break, I’ve had to struggle to remember what I have at what time on what days.  I had to set up an appointment with my adviser sometime this week, and I had to look my schedule up online to figure out when I was free.  It doesn’t help that I have a few classes that were canceled in advance.

I’m excited for Vicki’s wedding.  A year and a half in advance, and I’m excited lol.  She asked me to help out with some planning things, and I’m all for it.

A LOT of people around me are getting married.  It makes me feel really old.  A few girls in the dorm, Josie, Vicki (Josie and Vicki aren’t till 2009, but I don’t care, that’s still a definite plan)… I wanna help with anyone who’ll let me, too.  It’s like… getting married vicariously through them, cause I sure as hell couldn’t ever get married before I graduated.  Too many things at once.  I’d explode.

Time to… I dunno… caffeinate myself?  Actually get dressed?  Something.
I love how lazy I can be some days.