BAM!

So I went through one of the most stressful 50 min I've had in a while earlier today. It was comprised of my Spanish Literature and Culture Midterm. I came in feeling completely prepared- and left feeling violated. Maaaan who cares about La Oracion de Marilyn Manroe anyways?! Well so I went over the bell about 8 min- and I'm walking home huffing and puffing- I get about half way and I realize, "SHIT WHERE AM I GOING?! I CAN'T GO HOME I STILL HAVE CLASS TODAY!" ...yes this occurred to me in the middle of university. It wouldn't have been that bad except I was totally spacing and not thinking of my surroundings and just stopped dead, gasped, and spun around- knocking into about 5 people, hard. So it ends with me, marching my ass back up to social sci and sitting through my econ discussion- which all in all wasn't that bad, I'm thinking it's my favorite class right now- which is extremely weird and I never would have thought I'd hear myself say that a few months ago.

I need a nap.