*Headdesk-Headdesk-Headdesk* (or any other piece of hard wood around)
I'm having one of those days where I should not be allowed out in public, or especially be allowed to interact with other human beings. I'm mentally exhausted, irritable, and pretty much fed up with everything, today. My current mind cannot process simple things, and today, my Stats class (which I'm doing really well in, btw) was especially reminiscent of the Annie Hall quote below:
"Ivan Ackerman - always the wrong answer. Always." (Since I was little - certain scenes in my life always go back to a Woody Allen scene of some kind. Uhhhh, yeah - I know.)
My brain just couldn't process simple things. It was like my mouth was just talking on its own and my brain had nothing to do with it.
Anyway, I just keep thinking, "Tuesday is the last day of classes." It has become my mantra. I'm seriously going to sleep for a full day after it is over.
"Ivan Ackerman - always the wrong answer. Always." (Since I was little - certain scenes in my life always go back to a Woody Allen scene of some kind. Uhhhh, yeah - I know.)
My brain just couldn't process simple things. It was like my mouth was just talking on its own and my brain had nothing to do with it.
Anyway, I just keep thinking, "Tuesday is the last day of classes." It has become my mantra. I'm seriously going to sleep for a full day after it is over.