This must be a Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays...

I really have been feeling Arthur Dent's phrase through and through this past month, every single time Thursday rolls around. Thursdays this semester are my only days that I have more than one class during the day, my first class is from 12:30p-about 3 and my second is from 6:30p to 9p. And if I'm scedualed to work at all on a Thursday it will be opening, which means that I have to be awake at 4am. Not only that but I recently decided to start volunteering and helping out with the JV guard, and really the only times I can come are Thursdays and some Saturdays because I have this nice little gap of time between classes that allows me enough time to go back out to Powhatan, stay for practice, head home to put up the ducks and whatever else I need to do while I'm there for a grand total of about 10 min., and then head back to the school to quickly finish and print out whatever assignment is due by 6:30p. Then I sit in class (the most monotonous, boring, sleep inducing class I have ever experienced) for 2 1/2 hours before I get to maybe go to Starbucks and grab a coffee before going home.
Today I don't have to work, so I wasn't planning on getting up untill about 10:30 before getting a shower and leaving for school. Well, if you have read my mother's post or note on facebook, you will know that something posessed my mother this morning while she was still in her coma from sleep and she accidentally flooded half the house...now, while I am not upset with her at all (I'm not, I actually think it was funny) but I awoke this morning (at 7:30am) by my mother screaming "OH MY GOD!!!", now when you wake up to that noise it kind of makes you panic...I first though that maybe for some strange reason she had just woken up and it was like 3pm or something (my mother wouldn't be physically capable of this, but I have done it on numorous occasions.) So I jump out of bed, run into the hall and see her in a panic standing in 2inches of water...she ran to her bathroom and turned off the faucet that she had accidentally left running for approx. 45min. So I helped her clean it up with all the dry (not clean) linens we could find, and dry things out...we got it as good as it could get by a little after 8 when daddy came home...I got back in bed but after have that much adrinaline pumped in me, I couldn't fall asleep untill 5min before my first alarm went off....lovely. So I hit the snooze button every 10min untill it was 11:20 and I really needed to get up. I did get my shower, but that made me late for class. I just left my A&P class, where we just spent the class reviewing and studying because we have our first test on Tuesday. I'm pretty stressed out about it because I am by no means ready, and its probably going to be about a 95 question test, and he is diliberatley difficult when it comes to phrasing questions. (No, I'm not being bias, he proudly admits to being purposfully difficult)
So here I am, in the library, probably wasting time instead of finishing the 2 1/2 projects that are due tonight (2 of them are already past due). I will probably get something started over the next 20min before leaving for Powhatan...

Thursdays are just extreamly long days for me...But atleast I never have to be awake before 1pm on Fridays so I can always try and recooporate.

Well, off I go to try and actually get something done.