You know how life always seems to kick people when they're down?
I've been panicking up until about an hour ago. Like stomach in knots, jittery, panicking and all because I hate to feel out of control and I was still waiting on info from one of my new classes. It's an online course since I simply cannot imagine making the 45 minute commute to the main campus once the snow begins to fly around here. My brother made that commute and it once took him 2 hours +. No thank you. Well.. I haven't got a syllabus. I sent an email to the professor and thankfully she wrote back to me today before I could fully spiral into panic. So that's all sorted.
Since the day was looking so good, I determined that I was in a good place to get some less than stellar news. I'm been a tad sensitive lately. So I hopped on the scale and braced for tragedy since I've been eating like absolute shite. Or more specifically, not eating.
Imagine my surprise! I lost a pound in the last week! Someone must have taken pity on me because I don't deserve it. I really didn't do anything positive besides the usual and even some of that I slacked off on. I'm trying to promise myself to work harder.
Off topic: Anyone ever read Brave New World by Aldous Huxley? It was published in 1932 but it's terribly modern and brilliant. I'm halfway through it. Thoughts?