Cosine Secant Tangent Sine, Three Point One Four One Five Nine!

I think I'm getting old. Last year, getting along on 5 hours of sleep was nothing. I had 8:30 classes in the weather center. I didn't have much choice (well, besides changing my sleep schedule, but really, who does that?). This year I don't have classes until 11:30 at the very earliest (and that class was canceled this week, so my earliest was noon). Eight hours of sleep can be achieved by going to bed at 3. Last night, however, was an exception. I was up doing math homework until I decided to give up at 4 a.m., and then it took me another half hour to actually go to sleep. And then I woke up at 9:30 so I could finish that assignment and the work for my other classes. I've been exhausted all day. But I guess it's an okay kind of exhausted. It's the kind where you know you're tired and can feel it physically (aching eyelids, occasionally slow breathing), but you don't actually drop off, even bored. And for some reason, I was focused in class. Part of that may have been the caffeine. I'm keeping an official count now, by the way.

Weeks of School: 3, Skipped Classes: 0, Energy Drinks: 1, All-Nighters: o (but just barely)

But I expect that last number to increase quite a bit, because tomorrow is Big Red Rally, which is where Kate and I each got a case of Full Throttle last year. Excellent.

As you can see, though, I'm very ranty and tangential... Hm... Summary of the day: Got up, did math homework, relieved to be able to solve a problem I had a lot of trouble with last night, printed English homework, went to class, arrived early in class despite a detour, participated in conversation, went to next class, took math quiz (got one problem right; got close on the other, I think, except that I'm pretty sure 0 =/= 1), went to Qur'an class (considered skipping, thus that second count is pretty important), participated in conversation (which I frequently have trouble doing, but which comprises 40% of our grade), came up with ideas for paper (due Thursday, I think), came back to res. halls, planned nap, called father instead, went to supper, went to RSA office, realized I was still really freaking tired, went back up to room for nap, ended up doing productive things instead, went back down to RSA office, inventoried DVDs, looked at plans for tomorrow, blogged.

There we go. A few fewer tangents that time.