Day 43: Proper Diary Account

Today we are supposed to write a proper diary account of our day.

Dear Diary,

Today I went to bed at approximately 2:23 am. I woke up at 5:55 am, went downstairs, made coffee, doctored up the coffee REALLY well, drank the coffee. I then ate some yogurt since we were out of my favorite cereal. We seriously go through Cheerios Multi Grain about 1 box every 2.5 days...it's so freaking delicious. I then took a shower, did my makeup, finally found some clean underwear (1 pair left. I need to do laundry.) and then got dressed, brushed my teeth, and ran out the door. Literally, because it was about 7:15 and that's getting around the time when I'm going to be late for school. I drove/sped to school, parked, and then sped-walked all the way to my calculus class. The bell rang right as I sat at my desk. It still surprises me, but I have not been late once in that class.

I then proceeded to take out my binder and write down what my teacher was teaching about, but all I was doing was writing. There was no comprehending involved. I was writing what was on the overhead, but eyes were somewhat closing and I felt like I was literally half-awake/half-asleep. Has that ever happened to you? It was like, I heard what my teacher was talking about and I was writing it down, but as far as mentally processing it...no. My brain was like, an auto-pilot or something, it was really weird. Then I snapped of it somehow and I started remembering that my senior project research paper is due Friday and all the crap I have to do for it and how I had a million and one things to do that afternoon and I began feeling nauseous. I'm not exaggerating either. My head started to throb a little, I could not concentrate on calculus at all, and I felt like I was having an existential meltdown (does anyone know where that phrase comes from?). Once class was over, I did what any baby would do, and called my mommy. I told her what was going on, and she told me that she would check me out.

I hate that. I seriously do. I feel like THE biggest wimp of all time for doing it, and I hate it, but I did it. I skipped Spanish, Oceanography, Yearbook, and senior project. None of which I had a test in or anything like that, but still. I seriously should have just sucked it up. I hate this.

So, I was checked out 15 minutes into spanish class, and I went home. From there I worked on my senior project paper from 9:00 am all the way through 3:00 pm (except to each lunch for about 20 minutes somewhere in there). So let's see...6 hours of working on the paper. Guess how much I got done? Introduction and almost all of the first prong. That is freaking it. I didn't procrastinate or get distracted at all...it just took me that long to organize my thoughts and compile my research and write. I cannot believe that. It's not even good.

From there I had to go back to school because I'm president of Photography Club, and I was holding the first meeting today. I went into the photography room, the bell for the end of last block rang, and people started filing in. Last year there was seriously only about 5 people in photography club, and no one ever showed up to the meetings, so I wasn't expecting many people at all. Besides, our morning announcements where most people here about club meetings hasn't been working this week, so I didn't think anyone would know about it.

24 people signed up. 24! I was really excited. We set dates for our next meetings, and everyone seemed really excited about it and genuinely interested. So, that went well at least. From there I had to go meet my mentor for senior project

AHHHHH i just remembered that today is wednesday and it's 10 o clock and i totally forgot to call you brittany. and my phone has been on silent ever since i got home so i didn't see that you called. this sucks. i'm so sorry. this whole freaking day sucks.