So.

The date would be August 2nd, 2007, and that date corresponds with...the date of my birth! Woots. Yes, it was my birthday today, and I had about ten people tell me/email me about a happy birthday, so that was good! I'm 18, meaning the date of my birth was August 2nd, 1989...if you care. Today sucked, but I'm not letting it bring me down. Oddly enough, all this military solitude really does give you an insane amount of emotional bend...I hope I have not become cold hearted, and I know I haven't, but my emotional responses to things have been dulled, at best. My big day was like this: I stayed up until 2:45am doing a college physics lab...which I didn't get done. =/ I had to wake up at 4:45am for a 5:15am khaki uniform inspection...so that was rough...real fucking rough. We got ITed in the morning, 3 people were late to musters.(formation) Then, it was breakfast time, my favorite time...then class time. I went and saw my professor, Mr. Hogan, and studied with him for 2 hours on how to finish up the lab. Then, I had class with him, and it was a double period lecture on two hours of sleep...so that was rough. I didn't fall asleep, but I did zone out which is like a close second..then it was lunch time. After that, calculus...I swear, it was like a foreign language. For a long time I thought he was writing natural logs, but then I noticed I had misread them and that they were limits! Fuck. First Aid next, whatever. Then, free time...or not. I went to get Calculus tutoring, and was there until 6, then dinner time. After dinner, I came back, changed, and went to get Physics tutoring. I leave there at 8:45pm, and go to the library...and I'm wiped.

whew.