Wake up.
Breakfast.
French grammar.
Infirmary appointment. Turns out that I pulled six or seven different ligaments in my ankle and foot without a specific injury or accident to point to as the reason, which means I get to wear a fantastic brace for the next month or so. And in the past two days the brace gave me a three inch blister on my lower leg, because I don't have any long socks, so there's extra doctoring involved for a while to let it heal. The good news is there's nothing wrong with the bones.
Lunch.
Homework.
Then I actually got to have a break and have a phone chat with Taylor. Love that kid.
Tutoring a freshman in Western Civ.
Dinner.
Shower.
Then two and a half hours of conjugating all sorts of French verbs with Ryann. This class is killer.
And now I have to work on a paper that's due tomorrow. Only problem is I feel brain dead. But I'm not gonna have time to do it tomorrow before it's due. This should be fun.
Yay college.
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