I don't think I mentioned...
That I hurt my foot in the moving process. Saturday night, Jules and I decided to move some stuff while that other woman was out, and we switched the desk chairs because the one in here was just a regular chair whereas the one I was using in my old room actually sort of half rocked (whatever they're called). So, after moving some stuff up here, I go take a shower and hop on my laptop really quick before bed. When I get up to turn off the light, I swear the chair stepped on my foot. I don't know how, but it really hurt. And then with all the other moving I did yesterday and walking around and all, I could barely walk this morning when I got up. It's a bit easier now, but I still have trouble with stairs, and I can't cross my legs, which is a bit awkward for me. It just sucks. My spanish class is up three flights of stairs- I almost didn't make it. And I'm going to have to beg off performing my skit tomorrow in acting class if I still can't move, as the class itself requires some activity.
And now I'm going to go write my history paper that was due two weeks ago, and I got an extension for last week, but my professor is still asking for. It'll be good, as long as I know what I'm talking about and can actually write the minimum length... Yeah, I'll get it, so long as I get down to it. Hopefully I can turn it in tomorrow, because I definitely won't be able to finish it and get it printed before the secretary leaves today. Wish me luck!
And now I'm going to go write my history paper that was due two weeks ago, and I got an extension for last week, but my professor is still asking for. It'll be good, as long as I know what I'm talking about and can actually write the minimum length... Yeah, I'll get it, so long as I get down to it. Hopefully I can turn it in tomorrow, because I definitely won't be able to finish it and get it printed before the secretary leaves today. Wish me luck!