I lost count...

Ok so you’re in class and the teacher’s talking and you seem to be traveling in and out of consciousness. When you arrived it appeared as if he was indeed speaking English, your native tongue, but now he is sounding more and more like a foreigner with a vocabulary you don’t understand in the least bit. (The class/classes this seems to happen to me the most in is any morning class or intro to philosophy, somehow everything the professor says just floats into one ear and then runs out the other side when they figure out that my brain is in disarray...) Anyway you are furiously taking notes but somehow you have forgotten how to formulate words, you feel sick, tired and now realized that it was stupid to stay up as late as you did last night (it doesn’t even matter if you thought that it was necessary to actually do schoolwork). If you haven’t guessed already this has happened to me before, again and again actually, I don’t understand why on earth I can go to class, finally ready to listen and take “good notes” this time whatever those are and but by the time five to ten minutes of class has already occurred it’s happening again, it appears as if he’s starting to speak in Greek or German or some other language that I do not yet know. Last time I checked it was not a language class that I signed up for. Yeah, it was great, last night after a late practice I realized that I had a daily quiz the next day in two classes. I have no idea why we have these alleged quizzes every stinking day I mean, I pay my tuition to be taught not to read from some text book which covers material that hasn’t been taught or lectured on in class and then take a test on it. Anyhow, I studied for the first one and then suddenly discovered that “hey I have to get up at the crack of dawn to do dishes” maybe I should go to bed now, so I can at least get in a few hours of shut eye... ah, Wednesday’s, my absolute favorite day..., it’s probably my busiest day besides Monday of course, ok and maybe every other day I have full classes. I think the real kicker for this day is getting up early to do dishes. I mean why on earth would so many people habitually get up that early in the am just to eat food? I mean I eat breakfast on my schedule, anytime I feel hungry when I’m awake, the key word being awake. See I’m not a morning person in the least bit... I think of traditional lunch as breakfast, dinner as lunch, and then have cereal later at night... who says that you have to eat cereal in the morning anyhow? Is there some sort of rule book for living that says “you must eat breakfast in the morning, as soon as you get up”... anyhow, maybe there is such a book if you know of one with a rule in it along those lines maybe you can let me know. Anyhow, I think the teacher’s language is slowing morphing back to English and my glazed-over eyes seem to be clearing up a bit, so I think that I’ll start taking class notes now, oh’ happy days!