Mountain Day Roulette

This is the summary of my September:
I end the day with coffee stains my teeth, disastrous hair, massive headaches, pen-stained hands, and highlighter all over...EVERYTHING. Hands, face, bed...I should just paint myself yellow.

So we were all expecting Mountain Day on Wednesday. I've learned my lesson in the past, and I did all my work Tuesday night. Thank God!!! I was shocked to wake up and see that we had class. So we're all playing the "when is it going to be?" game, and everyone knows it won't be on a Friday or Monday, and today was the memorial service for a prof that died over the summer. So anyway, we're all like "is he seriously going to make us sing until Tuesday?". So last night I went to singing angrily, despite the fact that I had over 60 pages of reading for my 9:55 class (second class of the day). So after, I angrily storm over to the library and plant my ass down, but by 11:30 I had the WORST headache and felt like I was going to cry, so I said fuck it and packed up. I went home, set my alarm for 5am, and went to sleep. But thank god, there was a "o hai, it's Mountain Day" slip under my door when the alarm went off...so, this is how I spent my Mountain Day...

I've just been so tired and run down lately. I think the reality is that my course schedule is too much for me, but I like all of my classes, and it's too late to drop now. Yoga ends in October, so that's an extra hour each morning that I can look forward to. Kayleigh makes fun of me because between 8am and 5pm, if I'm not in class, I'm asleep. Then I wake up, deal with dinner and club meetings, and do my homework, and go to bed. It's not easy being such a leader like me ;-)