I'm so awesome.

[lookandwonder]

I went to the wrong Spanish class this morning because I thought I started at 11. So I showed up at advanced conversation, and wondered the entire time why I was so much worse at Spanish than I remembered. Then I left, scared out of my wits, and left for Sociology of Religion... only to walk into Sociology of Sports (late, even, because it took a long time to get down the 13 flights of stairs)! So I skulked back out, while the professor looked at me like he wanted me to DIE, and checked my schedule, only to find that I had Spanish Grammar and Composition at 12, and Religion at 1.

OOPS.

I am sufficiently embarrassed. This is what they get for starting class on a Wednesday.