Hitting The Wall

Things have been really rough for me over the course of the week, the details of which I refuse to disclose. Interestingly enough, it ended with a physiological blow. The combined effects of caffeine abuse, sleep deprivation, weather maladjustment, emotional drain (I hate to admit that), and physical wear-out worked synergistically. I was ready to pass out by Thursday night after my Jianshu class. And I did. I was in bed by 8:30. I woke up at 8 this morning. I struggled to attend my biochem class (I'm glad I did- the dork in me felt giddy upon enjoying today's lecture on eicosanoids and membrane biochemistry). Well, that small coffee helped me through an hour of lecture. But after that, everything else was too much to handle.

I waved a white flag after that.

I stopped by the SAS (Student Access to Science) center and left a note for the OrgChem peeps who needed help with their homework- "I CAN'T TUTOR TODAY. I'M SICK. I WILL, HOWEVER, MAKE MYSELF AVAILABLE THIS MONDAY...SO EMAIL ME".

What really was a 15-minute walk to the parking lot seemed like a journey to the center of the earth. I saw my car and it felt like finding an oasis in the middle of the desert. Next thing I knew I was home. I missed my pillow.

4:29 pm...gotta get ready for work. More to do. Gotta fight.