I am soooooo sick of this
Uggghhh. Yesterday sucked possibly more than any day has sucked before. I had my calc final, which is, as most of you beilieve, bad, but that's not even the half of it.
I went to bed early that night, believing that a good nights sleep would help, rather than hurt, my chances on the final. This would have been true, had my night been restful. Instead I was kept up most of the night with a sore throat. It hurt too much to sleep. So come morning I was not only feeling sick, but also very tired. It was a struggle just to keep my eyes open as I studied that morning. I hardly comprehended what I was studying, even though it should have been just review. Everywhere I went I just wanted to lay down and sleep.
So then I dragged myself to my car and drove to school. Walking from my parking spot was no picnic, and by the time I actually took my final I was so worn out I could hardly think. Right now I'm only hoping to have passed the test, rather than my usual hope that I'll get an A. My only consolation lies in that it was an easy test and I might have gotten a bit of partial credit. May have even gotten a few right.
I staggered out of the classroom an hour early and drove myself home, nearly falling asleep at the wheel. I got home really hungry, but I was too tired to try to find food, so I just staggered to bed and fell into a restless sleep. I mean, damn.
Ah well, at least I'm feeling better now. What really sucks is that I normally never get sick, but I've taken ill three times this semester. This must be the "joe gets sick a buncha times in a semester that already requires nearly all of his attention" semester. Or something.
That felt good to get off my chest. At least this semester's all over, and I'm probably getting mostly A's.
I went to bed early that night, believing that a good nights sleep would help, rather than hurt, my chances on the final. This would have been true, had my night been restful. Instead I was kept up most of the night with a sore throat. It hurt too much to sleep. So come morning I was not only feeling sick, but also very tired. It was a struggle just to keep my eyes open as I studied that morning. I hardly comprehended what I was studying, even though it should have been just review. Everywhere I went I just wanted to lay down and sleep.
So then I dragged myself to my car and drove to school. Walking from my parking spot was no picnic, and by the time I actually took my final I was so worn out I could hardly think. Right now I'm only hoping to have passed the test, rather than my usual hope that I'll get an A. My only consolation lies in that it was an easy test and I might have gotten a bit of partial credit. May have even gotten a few right.
I staggered out of the classroom an hour early and drove myself home, nearly falling asleep at the wheel. I got home really hungry, but I was too tired to try to find food, so I just staggered to bed and fell into a restless sleep. I mean, damn.
Ah well, at least I'm feeling better now. What really sucks is that I normally never get sick, but I've taken ill three times this semester. This must be the "joe gets sick a buncha times in a semester that already requires nearly all of his attention" semester. Or something.
That felt good to get off my chest. At least this semester's all over, and I'm probably getting mostly A's.