^ dinner ^
3 hours of sleep is not conducive to:
(a) a math test in your first hour
(b) writing a Humanities paper
(c) chemistry exam reviews
(d) functioning at all
(e) all of the above
Correct! It’s E!
Yeah, I got the lovely task of editing our traditionally awful French video… the night (and very early morning) before it was due. I really don’t like Windows Movie Maker. ‘Nuff said, I think. On top of having basically no sleep, my newest vint ring fell apart (again – UGH. Superglue, you have failed me!), I skipped rehearsal for my friend’s band project, napped (and woke up and was confused as to why it was so light out at 5 a.m.), and gorged myself with hot chocolate and spice cake (delicious, but not all that healthy – particularly on a day when you already feel like hell and haven’t run/done abs…) So when my shoes came and I opened the boxes, my heart absolutely fell – that massive sinking sensation of disappointment when your expectations are obviously not met. Awful, again.
I’d ordered a pair of knee-high brown faux leather flat boots. Bad. The foot was too narrow and the shaft was poorly made – to wit: not leg-shaped at all, complete with awkward bumps and crinkly cheapness. Utter letdown.
The taupe (not grey, as I’d hoped from the photos online)(I should’ve gone with black, *sigh*, because what the hell does TAUPE go with??) thigh-highs were better (in that they fit and are actually quite comfy), but when I uncuffed the right boot, I noticed about an inch-long black mark of an as-yet unidentified substance. Double sigh, double disappointment.
This day coupled with the MASSIVE amount of work I have to do over the [long] weekend (a Humanities paper, a presentation, three review packets, an article to write, ACT practices, and a self-portrait to start)(PLUS running every day)(and hopefully a photography excursion at some point)(and writing another chapter or two)(and really dumb drama that I usually just stay out of, but have somehow found myself inexplicably intertwined in the middle of it all)… it’s enough to make you crack. So I sat on my floor and had a nice little quiet cry and am back to calmly contemplating the impossibility of it all.
Do you ever have one of these days? I know everyone does. They’re not fun, but inevitable, it seems. Especially, for me, on days when I don’t run.
Hope your day has been better than mine 🙂