I skipped class this morning.
Don't give me that look.
This is week three and this is the first class I've missed! I think that's pretty darn good.
I woke up low this morning. I have no idea how low because I rarely test when I'm low. Trot over to the fridge, grab a juice box, trot back over to bed, and fall in. That's my routine when I wake up low.
I think this proves to Mr. Anonymous in the last post that I am not perfect, thankyouverymuch.
Anyway, I was already late in getting ready for the morning, and I decided since we are allowed one freebie absence that today would be the day. Besides, I hadn't done the reading.
It's hard to feel motivated right now, though I certainly don't want my last term ever to end with a string of Cs.
I still cannot wrap my head around that concept.
But here's something slightly easier to conceptualize: I really am coming to the East Coast in March!
I mentioned my impending East Coast Lemonade Life tour back in November but haven't said a peep about it. Mostly because I didn't know if my finals for this term were going to interfere (they're not, for the record, one final on Monday and one on Tuesday - sweet!).
Here are my logistics thus far:
Fly into LaGuardia on Thursday, March 22. Chill at airport hotel because no way in heck am I going any farther than that after 10 hours of traveling to a big city by myself.
Station myself in Norwalk, CT for the weekend. OCapalooza time, baby! Yes, that's right, another OC get-together will take place that weekend. People in the Northeast should have received an email from me (only three people have written back though... makes me nervous). If you want to meet me and other D-peeps, email!
I'll be in New York City from Monday until Thursday - again, if you're in the area, holler!
Then I'll be training it to Philly Thursday night and flying out from PHL on Monday, April 2. My time in Philly is already pretty booked, but if you're in the area and want to give it a shot, shoot me an email and we'll see. Erica, I'm looking at you.
That's the idea at least. The fine-tuning of wherabouts will happen much later, but that's the general premise. It'll be a grand ole time.