I learned some very valuable lessons about myself this week: I am not as young as I used to be and I am definitely not made for all-nighters. In fact, they cause me to become down-right delirious. This week has been incredibly busy. I've been going, going, going, non-stop all week. I also had two tests and a paper due. I took the first test Wednesday. With that finished, I set to getting the paper finished by Thursday, so it could be revised before I turned it in on Friday. This also would free up my Thursday evening to study for the second test, also on Friday.
So.......I sat down to write my paper in earnest Wednesday evening about 8:30 p.m. after my MCAT study class. I had already started, but had experienced writer's block and needed to finish up. I did finish up, but it wasn't until 5:30 a.m. Thursday morning. I then went to bed and got up 4 hours later so I could be to work at 11 a.m. The work day went fairly smoothly, except for when I accidentally short-changed one of my supervisors $100 when cashing his check. Yeah, not so smooth. Anyhow, I came home and sat down to study for my test. Then I went to bed relatively early so I could get sufficient sleep.
The morning went smoothly at first. In fact, I didn't have any trouble until I got to school. After parking, I gathered everthing I needed to take with me, my digital recorder, my car keys, my cell phone, my backpack, the library books I needed to return and a random to-go cup that I was planning to throw away. I left my car, pulling my backpack with one hand (in which I was also holding my keys and digital recorder) and carrying the library books in the opposite arm, with the cup in that hand. It probably really was a sight. =) All is going smoothly.......I approach the garbage can, and holding the cup in my hand, throw away........my keys, yes folks that's right, genius just threw away her car keys. (Not smart!) Yeah, so at 7:30 in the morning, before class, I was digging through a nasty trash can full of none other than chocolate pudding looking for my keys. Now, anyone who knows anything about gravity realizes that the keys were not just sitting on the top....oh no, they sank. I was digging through the depths of a trash barrel looking for my keys. Thankfully I found them, then threw away the cup I had intended to chuck in the garbage in the first place. I am now covered to the middle of my forearm in afore mentioned chocolate pudding. Gross! I walked to the library, dropped the books in the bin and headed for the bathroom, where I washed my disgusting arm and filthy keys. Then I went to my classroom. Right outside the room, I dropped my digital voice recorder, sending batteries and the rear plate sprawling across the floor. Arrrrrrrghhhhh! After collecting pieces, I sat down and waited for class to commence, so that I might be prevented from any further adventures.
Fortunately, the rest of my day went better. However, I have determined that staying up all night is just not really a very good idea for me. I could have passed for a full-fledged blond this morning........not even kidding.
