But seriously, I dun goofed. This AM the med nurse asked me why I didn't take my noon ritalin. I did...or so I thought. Nope. Took the Trazodone instead. I usually get a little languorous after the Ritalin, but yesterday I was straight up tired.
I signed up for an information session on the program I'm going to apply for. They sent me a list of what they take into consideration for admission... They're asking for things they're not really asking for, like "intro to algebra" is the pre-req but they're asking for "high school algebra" grades (is intro to algebra not 8th grade/middle school and high school not intermediate algebra?). I don't know. I have to dig for my report cards/GPA/grades and shyt and I'll just play stupid and say yes I passed algebra I and the next 8 math classes after it.
I do feel a little elevated today though, so I'm watching that.
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"I don't know what I'm looking for."
"Why not?"
"Because...because...I think it might be because if I knew I wouldn't be able to look for them."
"What, are you crazy?"
"It's a possibility I haven't ruled out yet,"
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