series of unfortunate events.

Friday was the day i had been looking forward to all week.

it was going to be a half day, the sun wasn't shining, i had English....sounds beautiful, right?

then Friday came and the series of unfortunata that transpired left much to be desired. (daily couplet served fresh daily, with a hefty helping of sarcastic sides.)

first, i had to write an essay that i was not prepared for, seeming as i had missed the previous class, and spent the first 10 minutes of my 45 minute allotment reading and assessing the INTRO SHEET. so, i assure you, i did write an acceptable essay, but it could have been better, and was not up to my high standards. i probably hold my expectations too high for myself, but i shutter upon recollection of the fact that i took all of the possible time and i turned it in with a sigh of displeasure. i sound like a freak, but English is my letter, and i wear the mark proudly.

second, i was one of the only students that followed instruction by not doing the government reading notes at home. how unpleasant it is, however, that i was absent one of the class periods we were working on them. i finished them before the quiz, but needless to say, i failed it. it was only 25 questions long, and i missed 9 of them. fml.

then, i came home, ready to watch will and grace and eat some brunch. that was the only high point of my day, (besides giving Mrs. Traner my Moliere DVD, spending car time with Victorious, and going to sleep that night) but i digress. i was looking forward to taking a cat nap, or a nap with my cat, whichever. as soon as i got my favorite blanket and lay down, the phone rings. it was my aunt, telling me that i had to help her get the boys out of the car. i had to babysit so that she could take my mom to the doctor.

fast forward two hours later, when i am alone with not only the infant and the three year old, tired and coughing, but my own sisters as well. Jared came an hour and a half later, to take the infant. but i was left with the terrorizing three year old from 12:15 to 8 something.

my mom had to be taken to the emergency room, because her doctor thought she had something wrong with her appendix. it was found later that it was just her enlarged colon, but she was kept at the hospital until late that night due to tests and a mild case of dehydration.

all the while, i had planned on working on my gov project from hell, i couldn't. and so now, i have until Monday night to finish it. i loathe government. i am so ready to graduate.

now, i am sick. from exhaustion, from stress, from everything. i cannot go two minutes without coughing up a lung, nor two seconds without blowing my nose. i cannot taste, i cannot smell.

this has got to get better. i hate life at this point. i am so weak.

and i am so tired. so tired. to coin a phrase from a tool song i heard so often in my childhood:
"why can't we sleep forever?"