Failure, failure, degradation...this is an old theme...
Sometimes I feel like such a loser. I missed class today...I woke up finally and glanced at my watch, which said, 10:50 am. And then I said, "Fuck." Because my Spanish class, which has required attendance, starts at 11 am. And as I was in no condition to ride my bike, and Huma and Jamie weren't home, and my car still doesn't work...I laid back down and slept for another two hours in despair.
If I miss another day in that class (and I will, since I'm going to Arizona next week and it can't be avoided) I'll lose 10% off my grade. Assuming, of course, that Paqui has been keeping track. Sometimes she doesn't. But nothing about this quarter suggests to me that my luck is currently very good.
I have to work tonight, and I already don't want to. Today is Cinco de Mayo, but I think I'm just going to work and then come home and pass out. I don't feel like doing anything. Not even watching anime.
That might be partly because I've eaten one piece of toast and a poptart in the past two days, but...meh. At least I'm not throwing up anymore.
If I miss another day in that class (and I will, since I'm going to Arizona next week and it can't be avoided) I'll lose 10% off my grade. Assuming, of course, that Paqui has been keeping track. Sometimes she doesn't. But nothing about this quarter suggests to me that my luck is currently very good.
I have to work tonight, and I already don't want to. Today is Cinco de Mayo, but I think I'm just going to work and then come home and pass out. I don't feel like doing anything. Not even watching anime.
That might be partly because I've eaten one piece of toast and a poptart in the past two days, but...meh. At least I'm not throwing up anymore.