october sixth.

I am a GOOF for thinking blogging was hard before, when I had a total of about three things to do a day, and two of them were to shower and find food. Now? Haha, now I get to be a big girl and remember what it feels like to go to school and study be sleep deprived for reasons other than being out dancing till five in the morning the day before.*

Yes, blog, today was my first day of school. And I overslept! Whoooooooooo! Ugh, not. I need to change something in my way of waking up, this is the second time in a row it's happened. Last night I upgraded to the night version of Thermaflu, which apparently has the same effect as whisky on me, considering the length and deepness of my sleep. (THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID, HAHA, VERY FUNNY. I sat here for a good four minutes trying to make it less TWSS-y but I can't. I'm tired, okay?!) So yes, I slumbered very intently and had really weird dreams that I thought happened, but didn't. Today I actually brought it up with someone from school and they just looked at me like "... no, that never happened." It was fun explaining to them I'm sick and swig unmeasured syrup from the bottle therefore I have no clue what's real or not anymore. And that, kids, is how you make friends! 

I had two classes today, from 11-2 and then from 5-8. I've already promised myself I'm going to every single one this semester, but physiology for three hours straight? Ending at 8? Shoot me. It could be worse, I guess. Oh, wait. I just checked my schedule, thursdays are gross. That should be a fun blog day. Tomorrow I have anatomy lab at 11 then a class titled "IMBS" at 4, where I hope I learn what that stands for. Aim high like me, every day! 

I'm going to go cough drop it up and not even glance at the Thermaflu. Plus, Julia Nunes came on my shuffle so I got distracted by her melodic voice a while back, and now Bo Burnham is rapping at a rapid pace and I know I could sing along to every word if I wasn't trying to write my own sentences at the same time. GOODBYE! 

xox,

loveacrosstheocean.

*I truly am less of a spoiled/bitchy person than this sentence would lead you to believe.