So I had a weekend class. No big deal, right? Wrong!
This past weekend the pulmonary section of my cardiopulmonary class was held from 8 am to 5 pm both Saturday and Sunday. Thankfully, the professor was good. Unfortunately I had to go straight to work right afterward. So that basically meant that I had 13 hour days, on the friggen weekend, lest you forget. I was drinking coffee and snacking like crazy just to get through the days and then I would get home from work and stuff my face with dinner at around 9:30.
The whole experience was completely disorienting. I knew it was the weekend, but it still felt like weekdays. And my brain was being loaded with all kinds of information for hours on end. So come Monday, it feels like a Wednesday or Thursday or something. I don't know. And my body is completely out of wack with the all day snacking.
Hopefully I'll get back to normal in a couple days. Note to self: Avoid full day weekend classes at all costs.
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