I'm crabby, my throat feels like I swallowed fire, and my thesis tutor is late to yet another meeting.
I'm getting frustrated. I just hope I don't have to "talk" to her like Ashley did... I'm not good at laying down the law, or whatever. Plus, I don't really have any plausible people to switch to, should things turn sour.
Also, I am worried about a certain application that I turned in and haven't heard about... despite two of my friends being accepted. Eh... ambiguous speech aside, I'll be pretty depressed if I don't get it. I was really looking forward to it.
Yes, I am sick. Started out as a wimpy headache and throat throb, now it's a fullblown sore throat that won't let me sleep. Curse you, tonsils! I don't really know for sure if it's tonsils, but it feels like tonsillitis... People call me a hypochondriac, but the funny thing is is that I'm right a lot of the time. :p
Work is going good. Still loving being a barista, still disliking getting up in the morning. I haven't been sleeping very much (5 hours a night is average for me, I get 7-8 hours maybe twice a week).
School is okay. My French teacher thinks I am doing great (which came as a huge surprise), and my psych classes, well... well, I'm surviving them, haha. Evolutionary Psych is kicking my butt; Sensation & Perception is okay, though I find myself staring blankly at my professor most of the time, now that we're getting into really technical stuff.
Friend situation... is worse. A lot of drama happened recently that I'd rather not talk about now. There were a lot of tears, though, and Ashley's no longer living with us. Which sucks.
Well... I guess I'll go check the rest of the building and see if my tutor is hanging around somewhere. I'm going to have to ask her if there's a better meeting time than this, since she's forgetting it a lot.
I'm such a Debbie Downer.