"I don't wanna talk"...so I'll just write...

I am glad this day was easy, because just coming from a long weekend I am quite tired. One would like to think a long weekend would restore oneself...but no, I am more tired now than I was before this weekend. That could have something to do with not really sleeping during the Meryl-thon. We got a total of 10 hours of sleep within 2 days. Thats not too bad....

Well, today I had only 2 classes. Acting at 9. We did some vocal warm-ups. Nothing too terrible exhausting. Then, at 3, I had calculus. The teacher was like 10 mintues late and we got out 30 minutes early. I can't complain though. I find myself enjoying the class because I get everything and find it very easy to complete. If I complain karma will shun me with harder work.

Tomorrow I have english, which I really don't like. The teacher speaks english as a second language....an english teacher with english her sencond language? Not only that but she is very strict. I mean, I expected that with college, but she is the only teacher I have who is this mean. She says it is part of her culture...to be tough. I don't get why someone should be that mean, it doesn't help the learning environment. But it's her culture, so I can't say too much if that was how she was raised. I also have biology (lecture). Ok, whatever. I sit. He talks. I take few notes. class over. I go get lunch. My day is done by 11:40. Still can't really complain. But sometimes it feels nice to complain, you know? To just let all the negative energy out somehow. Maybe it's just me. So, my copius spare time, which I joked about never having in high school and now have more than enough of, tomorrow will be spent packing. Because, on Thursday, right after biology (labrotory) I will be getting picked up to go to the airport to go to Texas! I am so excited!!!!! I am goint to visit my Aunt Bev and my Grandma. I cannot wait.

I remember when I was younger and had a bedtime, and when it was bedtime I dreamed of the day when bedtime didn't exist and I could stay up as late as I wanted. Now, here I am, no bedtime, 8:30 on a Tuesday night, and I want to go to bed. A few years ago this was my bedtime. I don't know what I expected. to stay up to the wee hours of the morning? It's overrated. It is very difficult to function on little sleep. Manageable but annoying. Unless you are slaphappy, then it is just entertaining.

Ok I am babbling. When I babble, you can tell I am tired.

Until tomorrow...

Bon Appetit.

Em