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Today was just one of those days.
One of those days where you don't want to get out of bed.
One of those days where no matter how hard you try, you can't focus.
One of those days where you get frustrated over the tiniest things.
I got an email from the Speech Department today. I have to meet with all the head professors.
"Come prepared to explain why you had such difficulties last semester."
Hmm... let's see. It was my first semester at college. I had a lot of problems making friends, I was very homesick, and classes were a lot harder than I had ever thought they would be, considering I was taking a 200-level speech course.
I don't understand how they overlooked the fact that I raised my Language Acquisition grade from a C- to a B. Obviously I changed my study habits, and it worked. So my major GPA was literally one-tenth of a point below what it was supposed to be. Big whoop.
Grow a heart, Communicative Disorders and Sciences department.
Is it pathetic that I am sad about not being able to watch The Office tonight? I feel like that kicked my day down a notch.
Or maybe it was the fact that even though James only had a half day of school, I got to talk to him for a hot 5 minutes, if that.
I need more sleep. I don't get nearly enough, and then I get all crabby. And let silly little things bother me.