Brain goes Off
I was having a very strange day yesterday, mentally. First, I barely spoke in class, which is strange for me, and in Latin American Hist I only spoke once, and realized about halfway through my spiel that I had *no idea* what I was saying but my mouth kept moving anyway and apparently what I was coming up with was pretty good.
Then Misto took over my Middle East notes again (Again, with Israel Palestine, which we're going to *continue* talking about for the next few weeks anyway... damnit).
Then this morning was exciting, since I woke up, looked at my clock and freaked out, because why had I not turned my alarm on? It was half an hour after it was supposed to to off, but I could get up and still get ready for class and... and... .wait, it's Saturday. ... *Flops back down*
Now I have a 5-6 page paper to write in a day, since my planning skills appear to suck.
Then Misto took over my Middle East notes again (Again, with Israel Palestine, which we're going to *continue* talking about for the next few weeks anyway... damnit).
Then this morning was exciting, since I woke up, looked at my clock and freaked out, because why had I not turned my alarm on? It was half an hour after it was supposed to to off, but I could get up and still get ready for class and... and... .wait, it's Saturday. ... *Flops back down*
Now I have a 5-6 page paper to write in a day, since my planning skills appear to suck.