I don’t know what it is
…but there’s something about 3:00 in the morning that makes me want to go to bed.
I was planning to turn in at midnight tonight, thinking that maybe I would, I dunno, GO TO SCHOOL tomorrow or something crazy like that. I used to go to school all the time and rarely missed a class*, but that stellar record has slowly gone to shit over the last few weeks.
This past week has been particularly bad. Teaching LSAT stresses me out: (1) my students are all older than I am and expect more out of the class and their instructor than SAT students do, (2) this is only my third class, so the rules and methods don’t roll off my tongue yet, and I don’t have a ready answer for every question a student might ask, (3) they just changed the books on us, so some of the material I’m prepping is brand new. There’s a steep learning curve, basically, but I do it because I love it. The more I teach it, the easier and less stressful it will become. But right now it’s crazymonkey hard.
When I’m running late in the morning, I can easily convince myself that I *need* to skip school to prep my next LSAT class. Once I’ve made up my mind to stay home, however, I sit around in my pajamas and eat chocolate icing, waiting for the last possible minute before I start prepping, when I’ll be sure to do an inadequate job. So that’s been going well.
Anyway, planned to go to bed at midnight, but wasn’t tired, so innocently stumbled over to YouTube and lost myself in two or three solid hours’ worth of videos. Not long ones, either—most were about 2.5 minutes long, and you’d really really never guess what they were. Really. If you *did* guess, then we might as well get married tomorrow because you know me far too well.
No, it wasn’t porn, nor was it a TV show (though I did drown my sorrows in several episodes of America’s Next Top Model yesterday). I’ll share sometime, but it deserves its own post—I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned this to anyone, except maybe in passing. Oooh, secrets.
But really, I should go to bed now. My only class tomorrow, at 11:30, is the one class I’m in danger of not making an A+** in. Serious danger, actually: I’m at a B+ right now, and I certainly don’t have enough prior knowledge of Women in the Ancient World to pass the final on instinct alone. Boo. Get your ass in gear, lazybutt.
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* Except Logic. No attendance grade, so I only show up for the tests. Hasn’t been a problem so far.
** Not that there is such a thing, as far as official grades go. I wish.