It’s official: my happy morning-person self is at war with this morning. And I’m waving goodbye to it, because it has been mean, and I just don’t have the energy to deal with it at the moment.
The good news is, I get to go home tomorrow. Home, where I can pet my kitty (maybe) and sleep in my own bed (finally) and forget about the world for a little while. I really need to forget. I haven’t been home more than a few days at a time this entire semester; I’m really starting to miss it, in some ways.
After these next two days of classes, things are going to get a lot busier – but a lot easier. I’ll have finished my group project, and that will be a huge relief. I’m much better at individual work, even though working with other people ensures that I won’t procrastinate as badly, which I’m getting back into the awful habit of doing more and more these days.
Oh, well. I can deal.