Sean accidentally turned off my alarm this morning thinking he set it for himself too early. I missed my first class. I was 20 minutes late for my second class but had to go to hand in a paper. Somehow managed to get lost in the school I attend EVERY DAY trying to find my way to class from print services. I lost my debit card last night. I have to work an 8 hour shift right after classes so I won’t be able to eat until I get home at 1AM tonight. Somewhere in between all of this I cried. Yup, you read right. Just fucking cried like an irrational child. I missed a birth control pill on Saturday so I had to double up last night. I’m wondering if this is related. Not to the crazy, scattered, manic, mess of a Monday. Just to the crying. Anyways, productivity is way down over here.
