Getting Back To The Schedule

I keep on thinking that it's Tuesday. That's not a good way to start off the week.

Today there are a few little things I learned.

• I am terrible with grammar. I use the word anywho which isn't an actual word, but I acknowledge it. I shame myself.
• Apparently my body understands when I'm starting classes again, so it decides to wake me up every half hour after 3:00 AM until I finally decide to get up 20 minutes before my alarm.
• Hannah seems to be the only name my Theatre professor can't remember out of sixteen people. How insulting.
• Currently I'm still on vacation mentality, where being productive only happens later in the evening.
• I enjoy watching listening to people prepare food while cleaning. Hmm.
• The room in my apartment looks like a shrine to myself and running. I need pictures of other people.

One day down, four to go. It's not a bad thing, it's actually good. I mean, I'm not going to work eight hours a day. It's just strange getting on a schedule again. Not bad, just weird.

How do you feel when you get back on a schedule?