So, I was up til 4 last night finishing the final draft of my Southern Lit essay. I was ridiculously tired and fell asleep immediately. My alarm goes off at quarter of 7 because I still have a lot of shit to do before my mom comes back on Thursday. I ignore it, and sleep right up until the end of my English class. Pro. But I know it will never happen again because I will never have to write an essay as painful as one on Southern Lit.
In other news, I think I'm getting sick again. My cough never really went away so maybe whatever I have has been lying dormant. I have to miss class anyways tomorrow to pick up my mom from the airport, so maybe that'll help.