A Better Day For Once

This morning I didn't think today was going to be all that great.  I woke up on time but I felt like I had barely gotten any rest (and let's face it, months of six hours of sleep or less really do add up on you).  I yawned all the way to work.  Shortly after I got to work I discovered that I had posted last night's Dangergirl entry into DeLush.  I panicked and deleted it immediately, so yesterday will remain The Lost Blog Entry.  I don't remember what it was about, but I was immensely stressed out.

After all that, my day started improving.  I turned up my headphones on the XM really, really loud because my coworkers were talking a lot and distracting me and I retreated into my own little world where I actually get work done.   I easily accomplished three days of work today.  I'm going to have to try that whole ignoring everyone at work thing more often.

But it gets even better.  I went to French class and actually answered correctly everytime she called on me.  That never happens.  Never.  I'd gotten used to hearing things like, "I've never heard of that past participle before."  (She's very nice really, but comments like that do make me want to crawl under my desk.  I'd be more upset if everyone else got things right consistently.)

The crown jewel of my day was that I got my grade for the art project I wasted an entire weekend working on.  A+!!!!  Oh yeah, baby.  Suddenly, I am all about staying up till all hours this weekend and probably most of next week working on our next assignment (a 22 x 30 self portrait in graphite).

Also this weekend, I will madly be working on all of the French homework assignments I have not yet completed.  And all the labs.  And the computer based training.  I have my work cut out for me.  But only one more week of classes.  That alone is cause for celebration.