When we were cooking dinner, David was like, "so, what did you do today?" and I became kind of self-conscious about the fact that my major accomplishments were things like catching up with Aaron over breakfast, reading a chapter of Power/Knowledge, and going grocery shopping (although that was kind of an accomplishment, because I got tofu chicken and lychees and bulgar wheat and I don't exactly know what bulgar wheat is but it's going to be insane). I basically accomplished nothing during the first twelve hours of my day.
And then I somehow made up for it by ordering £80 worth of pizza, buying tickets to Greece, eating a plate of tiramisu, and running the agendas down to the MCR meeting within the next twenty minutes. And as I was trying to recall whether it's faster to go through Luton or Gatwick, I was like, fuck, I bet Pizza Hut doesn't deliver and then my phone vibrated in my pocket with the alarm I set to remind me to send off an application this afternoon, and I also realized I forgot to do laundry and that I'm supposed to meet with my supervisor tomorrow. My time management skills are atrocious, and there is a 90% chance that I will secretly eat the leftover tiramisu for breakfast tomorrow.
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Next time anyone asks you, just tell them you became more awesome.
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