Dreary

Life kind of sucks today. I think it's been adding up since Friday, actually. Friday was dodgeball - archies vs. art, which we archies dominated, of course. But, as usual, something has to happen where I stick out like a sore thumb. The last round was hard to win because a lot of our people just up and left, and I was the only girl with a handful of guys. I'm not particularly good at throwing so I didn't try to so I just stood in the corner trying to anticipate them trying to throw a ball at me. It didn't help that 1) with no glasses on, everything was a blur and 2) I was really afraid of being hit because that happened earlier and it really hurt and 3) the last couple of art kids were pointing at me and clearly plotting.
Weekend was nice and relaxing with Ben as usual.
Today was very horrible. Around 1 a.m. my DVD player decided to up and break on me. So I called Dell Support. Thank goodness they're 24-7 and thank goodness dad decided to extend my warrenty. New DVD-rom is in the mail.
Then, even though I clearly recall setting my alarm clock for 7, it didn't go off and I woke up at 9, making my morning schedule of finishing up work that much harder. Then in studio, Mike and I spent so much time discussing that we didn't have anything yet again and Sheldon gave us a little ultimatum. Of course he doesn't realize that even when we have something he barely glances at it anyway, which gives a hint as to why I'm so darned unmotivated. That upset me a lot and, compounded with my runny nose, made pirhouetting really bad for me in dance class today. I feel like I've suddenly lost what took me all summer to figure out and that's putting me in a bad mood. O yes, and during studio today, Josh decided to take my stool during my crit so when I went back to my desk I had nothing to sit on. After finding Waz's compass in my desk, my scale in Max's and my trace by Josh, that was pretty much the last straw. I tried to get him off my stool, but of course I'm 5'4" and he's 6'4" and therefore wins the contest. I don't think he realized I was seriously peeved. Yes, I was. And I have my migraine, for the second day in the row. Doesn't help that it's raining...