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I woke up this morning and realise it was Thursday, so I immediatly piled some mis-matched clothes on and recruited ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cowabungaflip_ to help me get the green, blue and grey bins to the curb. (That is a lot of coloured bins, isn't it?) This hurried rushed blaaarg morning did nothing for the foul mood that settled in last night, so I spent the morning battling the return of that crankiness. It did not and does not help that my Fibromyalgia is flaring some wicked. I hurt today. I rode the bike to school knowing I needed the exercise and to my relief, the trip was not the screaming pain I had anticipated.
At any rate, I tried to get back on the ball this morning and will go to bed early tonight. It will happen. I will attempt to get back into a routine (just in time to go West and muck it up, I know), because a good portion of these body troubles and emotional highs and lows are being brought on by lack of proper rest. I'm eating wierd, sleeping wierd, stressing out... no wonder I'm flaring. I even triggered an asthma attack yesterday. I am very poor shape indeed.
In the good news department (no more entirely doom and gloom posts - balance please!), I got some grades back in today. I got a B+ (79) on my Reading Shakespeare exam and while I wished I'd lingered longer to see where I got and lost marks, I suppose it doesn't really matter. What really impressed me was the A (83) I got my Race in Titus and Othello paper! She loved the content (there were many checkmarks and several "nice!"s) and most of the marks I lost were because I was too rushed to bother with an editor and to double-check the MLA rules. I was at the "Robert's waiting on me, just get it DONE." stage of the game, so I slacked off. What is really awesome is to know that I stand a shot of getting an A in this class. B+ is the most likely grade, but everything was either a B+, B++ (I'm serious) or an A, so with only the participation mark unknown, here's hoping! I have not gotten an A as a final grade since my parents moved West.
cowabungaflip_ to help me get the green, blue and grey bins to the curb. (That is a lot of coloured bins, isn't it?) This hurried rushed blaaarg morning did nothing for the foul mood that settled in last night, so I spent the morning battling the return of that crankiness. It did not and does not help that my Fibromyalgia is flaring some wicked. I hurt today. I rode the bike to school knowing I needed the exercise and to my relief, the trip was not the screaming pain I had anticipated.At any rate, I tried to get back on the ball this morning and will go to bed early tonight. It will happen. I will attempt to get back into a routine (just in time to go West and muck it up, I know), because a good portion of these body troubles and emotional highs and lows are being brought on by lack of proper rest. I'm eating wierd, sleeping wierd, stressing out... no wonder I'm flaring. I even triggered an asthma attack yesterday. I am very poor shape indeed.
In the good news department (no more entirely doom and gloom posts - balance please!), I got some grades back in today. I got a B+ (79) on my Reading Shakespeare exam and while I wished I'd lingered longer to see where I got and lost marks, I suppose it doesn't really matter. What really impressed me was the A (83) I got my Race in Titus and Othello paper! She loved the content (there were many checkmarks and several "nice!"s) and most of the marks I lost were because I was too rushed to bother with an editor and to double-check the MLA rules. I was at the "Robert's waiting on me, just get it DONE." stage of the game, so I slacked off. What is really awesome is to know that I stand a shot of getting an A in this class. B+ is the most likely grade, but everything was either a B+, B++ (I'm serious) or an A, so with only the participation mark unknown, here's hoping! I have not gotten an A as a final grade since my parents moved West.
