Monday: wake up club another club another club bus another club
today was the definition of a grind day. i woke up and realized that i was behind. which has been my biggest fear for the past 3 weeks. i’m technically not behind in work, im on time which is behind because i want to be like a day ahead of doing my work. but i fell sick last week and have been playing catch up.
today we had a walk through practice because tomorrow is game day. it was a pretty interesting practice we haven’t been like stellar recently but i still have faith in our performance. we’re supposed to just focus on the controllables because american is a pretty good team and not really beatable for us this year and that’s okay.
after practice i went to breakfast and then went home to get ready for the day. i put on a full outfit and beat my face to submission in preparation to go to us history and i fear i never made it. i took off my jeans, put on pajama pants and started to work. sometimes you have to prioritize… and i am pretty knowledgeable in us history so i can skip a day and be okay.
i started working around 12 ish and took my first break around 2 for psychology class. after psychology i attempted to wash my clothes because monday is supposed to be my laundry day… however, one of our washers is out on our floor so i fear it did not get done because everyone is tiring out this poor washer. i went back to my room and got ready for therapy. i talked about my fears with being behind and how i feel less on top of things this week and how angry i’ve been. not like enraged anymore but it makes my chest tight and i can feel it creep up into my throat. and anytime i’m alone i start talking to myself and getting pissed. and y’all i hate being mad at people it feels like a waste of energy. i cannot wait to be healed. like ohhhh i cannot wait for the day! it’s gonna feel so good.
after therapy it was right back to grind time. i was listening to breezeblocks and just letting spotify take it from there. i was rediscovering some absolute bangers from the 2010s yall lemme tell you. i finished chapters 1-3 around 9 ish and then got ready for bed after doing practice problems. because i wanted to wake up early to study before the exam since theres no practice on game day!
Tuesday: GAME DAY
i started my morning at a brisk 6 am with my roommate. we both woke up to study and work before getting the day started. i was so tired that i ended up taking a 20 minute power nap while studying… whoops. it’s okay cause i got up in time to continue my studying and i finished with a little homemade quizlet on adjusting trial balances.
my friend who goes to uchicago was intent on getting ready for every single test day because there is a study that says that you perform better when you’re confident in the way you look. so i trotted up to the school of business, in the sleet and wind, with a full beat. but, i wore my f it uggs and a sweater. comfy and cute type beat. i got there and my teammate who is an accounting major gave me and my friend good vibes before we took the exam. it’s just yk 20% of our grade, no biggy.
okay so you guys. GUYS. i couldn’t balance my assets with my liabilities and equities on the balance sheet. soerrr immediate points off there. everything else was pretty smoove. i can do adjusting journal entries and everything like that but I WAS SO UPSET. i anticipated that i got a B. like an 84 or something and then i went home to prepare for game day.
when i got home i started taking off my makeup and sending some necessary emails that i needed to get out and then i received my GRADE. like right after the test. DRUM ROLL PLS. i beg. i got… an… 89.77! i know there’s a whole exclamation point there but i was kinda bummed. i’m trying to be happy about it but it dropped my grade 3 percent. it is what it is.
i headed over to burr around 12:40 to get my panera lunch. i went to TOWN on that sandwich. it was huge and very delicious, but i was so full that i couldn’t even finish my cookie and chips. we had a little team meeting and prepared for the game for an hour. i was in good spirits. the team seemed to be focused. even though it was so extremely windy, we were all in shorts. and thank goodness the sun came out to say hey!
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