I took a Spanish test in class last night. When the teacher first gave it to me, I looked over it and told her, “You’re killing me.” She just laughed.
Y’all know I am not one to talk negative but allow me this one time… I think I failed that test. If I didn’t, I will let y’all know other wise.
After my frustration from not doing good on the test, I went straight home and emotionally ate my way through a bag of those new sweet “spicy” chili Doritos and a hefty bowl of Blue Bell’s homemade vanilla ice cream. Talk about sick… I didn’t care though.
Once my emotional needs were met, I had to trudge through my final project in my day business class (I take contemporary business at night on the main campus). I had to put together my own Dream Spa. Mind you, I have had since the beginning of this semester to start and finish. But nooooooooo, I waited until Sunday night to start. Needless to say, I was one cutting, taping, typing, fudging sista last night. My face finally touched my satin pillow something to one this morning (sorry about the late call…you could’ve answered though).
I am so tired.
Emotionally, mentally, physically, conjunctively (okay…that word doesn’t make sense but I just felt like using it)… As many ways as tired can be…that’s me.
I am so ready for next week because I will officially be finished with school. I don’t ever plan on going back full time, shoot…at this rate not even part time, ever again. Maybe one class here and one class there. Nothing like this again.
I am not a drinker. I can definitely hold my liquor when I do drink, though. Just can do without it. But next week when school is all said and done, I am going to get my drink on in New York. So all the NY bloggers out there, I’m ready to get my party on!!!
I need a release.
I can’t even say that I am numb at this point. I feel everything. Just don’t want to feel it no mo!
This is Jewells signing out…
