scatter-brained. still don't have hangers.

So today was completely exhausting. I was so tired that I went to bed at 9:30 last night, then tottered out of bed at 7:30 this morning and spent two hours doing my hair and trying to decide what to wear. (It happens. Turns out one of my skirts -- one of the ones I bought recently, sigh -- is a size too big. AGH.) I finally conquered the crown braid (the one on the right), but it turns out it doesn't actually look that good on me, but I didn't have enough time to come back to my dorm and redo my hair so my hair was like that all day. Now I feel like all my professors are going to think of me as that girl who dressed really nicely (I looked CUTE. I was also more nicely dressed than some of my professors, at least until I switched into flip-flops) but who had really horrible hair. I don't know, maybe I'll try it again, since I'm obsessed with that hairstyle and sooner or later it will look good on me, right?

I wish I wasn't taking another freaking Greek art class. I like Greek art, don't get me wrong, but another one. I'm pretty sure I could pick up an art history minor solely based on the number of classics classes I've taken that cross-register with art history, though I'm not going to try. (Actually, I wish I could make myself take one that counts for MEMS, but I just don't have the energy.) And my public service is going to mean dealing with kids, agh, I do not do well with children. The other option was forty hours but was at the Louisiana State Museum, and I would prefer to spend forty hours dealing with material culture but alas, not an option because there wereo only two slots open for that and they're both full.

Also I met with my classics advisor to talk about graduate school applications, which is good, and then later that afternoon (after my three classes, sigh, I might add) went to another meeting about the honors thesis. Then I took out four more books from the library. You know, like you do.

I was completely convinced I had another meeting at 7:30 tonight, but about two minutes before it I checked the e-mail again and read that it was actually WEDNESDAY not MONDAY.

Tomorrow I only have two classes and will be done at 10:45 at the latest (YAY. Sadly, in the future I shall probably do public service on Tuesdays, because it's my most free day), and I am thinking fondly of going to the patisserie, because...food. I should get in on that. I ate breakfast at nine and didn't eat again until five-thirty. In the evening. My mother's going to throw a fit when she finds out.

Huh. I should probably pay my tuition. My university would probably like that. Also, I need to send lots and lots of e-mails.