"I've got my needs, but I don't need sleep."
- Scouting For Girls, One And One
That lyric is a lie. I need sleep so badly, but that song is my new flavor of the week.
I woke up at 8:20, called a taxi from my bed, and was on time for my 9 am class. I did not sleep through Latin. I am almost awake now.
I may still be wearing last night's makeup, last night's hair, and last night's underwear, but as far as anyone can see I am just a girl who makes an effort. Until they notice that my eyes are out of focus and the stamp is still on my hand from the bar last night.
I feel like I am already behind on course work, which is terrifying. I need to cut back my hours at work, but first I need to pay for my tuition. And for a trip to Jamaica for my Aunt's wedding. I'm starting to think that's not going to happen though.
Time to agonize through a French Grammar class. I love French, I just don't love this specific course; it isn't taught well.
I think I'm going to Tim Horton's first. It's a necessity.
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