My Own Personal Marathon

For the record, I don't mean marathon as in a the running race. Although I would love to run in one one day. But I have the feeling that if I tried anything of the sort in the near future, it just might kill me. No, in this instance, I simply mean my day. The whole 24 hours (which, if you think about it as a mile per hour, is almost a marathon...) Well, actually, my day lasted from about 6:30 AM to 10:30 PM, so not exactly 24 hours, but you know what I mean. Work with me here.

I almost fell back asleep this morning after my alarm went off. I thought I had for one horrible moment, but jumping out of bed and running for the shower. Well, not running so much as stumbling along with my eyes closed. It takes me quite a while to wake up in the morning. I do what I can to get ready in the morning .

I was so much more tired today than I was yesterday. It was all that I could do to just keep my eyes open. Trying to actually follow what was going on in the first was was so much harder. My teacher asked me a question at one point, a question that I most definitely knew the answer to, but my brain just couldn't process fast enough for me to answer. I love feeling like an idiot. NOT. It makes me frustrated as hell. No wonder I have to go to the gym so much. Blow of steam much?

The funniest part was, every single person in my class was feeling the exact same way. As soon as class finished, about half of the heads in the room dropped onto desks, and everyone just groaned. It was actually pretty funny.

The remainder of my school day passed a lot like that. My own personal marathon. My brain was not clear, my head was not in the game, but I stayed in class. No other choice, really. I felt like a hero, myself. There is nothing worse than having to act completely normal when all that you want to do is jump back in bed and go to sleep.

Lunch time was dominated by Chinese tables for language practice, after which I went upstairs to my room immediately to relax. There is nothing like a cup of tea to perk up your spirits. I rallied myself for another hour of class, and headed off.

I can't put a lot of details in about today. Partly because I don't want to, partly because I don't know who reads this, and partly because I feel like I was walking through a haze for a large part of the day. All three of those reasons make for a very uninteresting blog. Added to the fact that right now, as I am writing this, I am completely exhausted. My bad. It's just been one of those days.

We watched a movie called 活着 (To Live) today. I don't know if you have seen it. It's a Chinese movie about a family during the Cultural Revolution. It was a tough movie. At the end of it, most of the people that you started out with at the beginning of the movie are dead (spoilers!) Just when you got used to the new hardships of life, something else comes out of the blue. In the end, you were starting to guess who would die, simply by guessing whose death would shake up the story the most. Everyone walked out after seeing that movie, all with the same expression on our faces. That expression? WHAT THE FUCK.

The rest of my night was spent doing my homework (only a page and half of text, and 20 new words. Score!) and relaxing. I didn't get back from the movie until 6, so in my defense, spending a couple of hours doing nothing is perfectly acceptable. And now, I am off to bed. I'll get my blog mojo back soon, I promise.

晚安！Goodnight!