Today has not been very party-riffic

Man, I had great plans today. But, you know what they say: strategy only lasts through the first engagement of battle. I spent some of the day panicking about getting work done, and accomplished very little. I think I'm going to talk to my professors about everything...

It's not that I'm trying to be a bad student. I really don't want to fail. It's about me being sick for three weeks, and then this whole writing-piece thing, and it's also about me getting a call from the executor of my father's estate because something unexpected has come up. It's about me being completely snowballed by everything all at once.

This has been one of the worst birthdays ever. The only thing I did for me was sleep in an extra hour. It's been four years since the worst birthday ever, but this one's no picnic either. Sometimes it seems like my birthday's some sort of curse on me. I haven't had a good birthday since before high school. (Freshman year of high school, I celebrated by ripping about half the muscles and tendons in my right ankle, courtesy of a freshman orientation bonding activity. -_- )

Anyways, gotta run! I've got to find food and go to a 100% meeting before class!

~Ciao!