Gross

I am sweaty (and, as such, smelly), my tummy feels funny, my hair is all sticky and I am tired and fatigued (as usual, I need some sleep!). Got back from Golden Key retreat this morning. Thought it was shorter than usual retreats and not in a ranch/beach house in the North Shore, it was still pretty fun and very productive. That also explains why I am so tired though--I had planned to work on Friday night but I did the dumb thing and told myself I would take a nap at 9pm and just wake up two hours later. Nope. I woke up at 7 in the morning. Much frustration!

Anyway, after I got back from retreat, I unpacked my stuff, I got on a bus and headed to Sinclair and I have been here all afternoon. I have gotten a lot done though! Three timed sections and now just finished reviewing the second section. I still have a lot of catch up to do though, plus I just got the September study schedule and said goodbye to at least 7 hours of sleep every night. Just for this month!

The bus doesn't leave for another half hour or so so I am just taking the time to blog and reflect on how terrible I was this BEDA! Ugh, I know, I am sorry, I am disappointed too. Hopefully April wont be as bad, I am not expecting next semester to be as hectic. Hopefully. Also, I hope BEWTY is ok the rest of the year. I think it will be though. Hopefully.

Okay, I have to go and use the bathroom and pack up my stuff before I leave the library. Part of the convenience of living on campus is minimal commute time that cannot go towards productive studying--alas, but I don't have that luxury. 

Until next week! BEDA is over!

It's Always Cloudy Except For When I Look Into The Past

I shouldn't be here right now. I'm supposed to be on a plane. But I'm at home. Now, I'm not gonna tell you the exact details, but here is a good overview.

Pick up Rebecca. Get to airport. Get in first class line on accident, no one says anything. Get through security. Get to gate. Get starbucks. Figure out that plane no look good. Freak out. Talk to Gavin. Book a flight to San Fransisco. Run to other side of the airport. Check in. Get ticket. Ask lady if I can wait. Get scolded. Get phone call from Rebecca. Find out I get on Portland flight. Tell the lady I'm not getting on the flight. Run back all the way across the airport. Don't make it. Feel bad. Cool off and let sweat dry. Buy cards. Write apology notes. Walk back to other side of airport. Leave note. Walk back. Get picked up. Now home....

Let's hope for tomorrow. 

Why Today Was Awesome: 

Taco Bell Quessaritos Eaten: 3 
Books Read: 9 
Airplanes Ridden: 15 
Concerts Attended:10