One of Those Days?
So, I spent most of today pretty much feeling like I was going to pitch forward and fall flat on my face. This did not actually happen. No, it was worse than that.
It was also not helped by the fact I had a VHS from my thesis teacher he told me to watch, and was like "But be very, very careful, since this is the only copy between here and the national archives." Me: o.0 Kay. So I was carrying that around all day, but thankfully managed to get it back to him safely. The videos though... omg... it was some good old USA propaganda films from the 50s/60s, I need to ask him for the exact date but oooooooh these videos.
So, okay, I managed not to destroy the tape, so things are looking up a little.
Go to German history class and it's a lecture on WWI so I'm like, yay right? I love WWI, one of my favorite topics... horrible lecture. Seriously, perhaps the most basic information on WWI ever. Ever. Also, his analyse made me want to scream a little. And he left sooooo much out. SO MUCH. It wasn't even worth sitting through. But oh well. I can deal with that I guess...?
Walking out of that class, I'm talking to some people and not really looking where I'm going and run into a low hanging bike stand cover. Why the bike stands need a freaking roof I do not know. Run my head right into it though. Stagger for a moment, my body can't decide what it's doing, and finally goes for falling over backward. So now my head hurts like all hell, and it hurt falling backwards too.
This on top of nightmares last night, and pain on waking up. Not to mention my hormones are happily out of whack still. So. Yeah. I'm going to go... read... and curl up... with my fuzzy blanket methinks.
Ow.
It was also not helped by the fact I had a VHS from my thesis teacher he told me to watch, and was like "But be very, very careful, since this is the only copy between here and the national archives." Me: o.0 Kay. So I was carrying that around all day, but thankfully managed to get it back to him safely. The videos though... omg... it was some good old USA propaganda films from the 50s/60s, I need to ask him for the exact date but oooooooh these videos.
So, okay, I managed not to destroy the tape, so things are looking up a little.
Go to German history class and it's a lecture on WWI so I'm like, yay right? I love WWI, one of my favorite topics... horrible lecture. Seriously, perhaps the most basic information on WWI ever. Ever. Also, his analyse made me want to scream a little. And he left sooooo much out. SO MUCH. It wasn't even worth sitting through. But oh well. I can deal with that I guess...?
Walking out of that class, I'm talking to some people and not really looking where I'm going and run into a low hanging bike stand cover. Why the bike stands need a freaking roof I do not know. Run my head right into it though. Stagger for a moment, my body can't decide what it's doing, and finally goes for falling over backward. So now my head hurts like all hell, and it hurt falling backwards too.
This on top of nightmares last night, and pain on waking up. Not to mention my hormones are happily out of whack still. So. Yeah. I'm going to go... read... and curl up... with my fuzzy blanket methinks.
Ow.