the little bitch didn't come see me the second i opened my bedroom door this morning, too. i needed my cat!!
so i received an email from my psych teacher last week saying that the next test was on Tuesday (today). i went to school yesterday really early (one hour) to do math homework, so that i could leave today to focus on psychology. imagine MY surprise when i went to class yesterday to see everyone picking up the test. .....THE HELL?!?
that was the closest i've had to a downright panic attack the entire quarter. i fought tears the entire test as i realized that because i had played hooky on friday, i hadn't discovered that the test was monday instead of tuesday. i had quite possibly just sacrificed my solid 4.0 in the sake of sleeping in an hour. now i won't be able to drop the 75% that i got on the last test, as this one will surely be much worse.
schedule for the rest of the week:
today: frantically pounding out the math homework. 4 chapters down, 4 to go. school until one, work until 1030.
tomorrow: finishing pounding out math homework if i hadn't already. if i AM done, start frantically writing the five page essay for psych. giant math test. homework due. band practice. improv.
thursday: 5 page essay due in psych. band practice.
friday: um... last official day of class, except for monday for finals.