*insert string of obscenities here*
Dec. 10th, 2003 10:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hermionesviolinI am NOT allowed to be getting sick.
I wasn't feeling well last night, so i went to bed at a reasonable hour with a plan for this morning. Somehow my alarm clock didn't wake me up, so i woke up and thought "Wow, waking up on my own and before my alarm too boot" and then looked at the clock -- 10:30. I had succeeded in sleeping through my last econ class of the semester and my meeting with Estela. After a shower, i shot off an apologetic e-mail to Estela and am now off to the library to get Gibson's biography of Lorca. I'm going to the one-acts tonight (8pm, Hallie Flanagan, free) and other than that i need to do nothing but Spanish. And stop feeling vaguely ill.
I wasn't feeling well last night, so i went to bed at a reasonable hour with a plan for this morning. Somehow my alarm clock didn't wake me up, so i woke up and thought "Wow, waking up on my own and before my alarm too boot" and then looked at the clock -- 10:30. I had succeeded in sleeping through my last econ class of the semester and my meeting with Estela. After a shower, i shot off an apologetic e-mail to Estela and am now off to the library to get Gibson's biography of Lorca. I'm going to the one-acts tonight (8pm, Hallie Flanagan, free) and other than that i need to do nothing but Spanish. And stop feeling vaguely ill.