Gracefully clumsy

Hello all. I've spent most of the day on the phone with secretary's, in class, or at work. It was a relatively calm day. I stayed up kind of later than I wanted to, and I set my alarm for 9:15 b/c I had class at 10. I woke up at 7:40 terrified that I had overslept for work (work at 8 on tue and thu). I leapt out of bed, literally ripped off my pants, tripped over my feet trying to get to the clothes in my closet, and then jammed my legs into my blue jeans and changed my shirt in like two seconds.

I did all of this in front of my roommate...my sleeping roommate...but nonetheless. I don't take my shirt off in front of my sister let alone my roommmate!

Went in the bathroom brushed my teeth and hair, grabbed my purse and put on a jacket and then went to grab a book so I had something to do at work. I'm standing in front of my desk desperately flipping through the books on my desk while shoving my feet into sandals when I decided that it will be a great idea to take my spanish book with me so I can study for my spanish quiz.

When it hits me.

I only have spanish on mon, wed, fri.

I only work tue, and thu at 8.

hm.

Put spanish book back on desk, stumble into my room, removed jacket, purse, tore off my shirt and unbuttoned my pants kicking off shoes in the process. Gather everything in my arms shove it in the closet, put on my other clothes and crawled back into bed.

Lol. that was the kind of day I had.

I fell down three times today. When I tripped down the stairs on my way back to HamWill after lunch I figured it was par for the course. I fell, and landed on my knees, and bounced up continuing on my way with nary a care in the world.

When you fall on your ass as much as I do you have no humilation left.

I like to think I'm falling gracefully. ;)