Mondays

As the end of the year draws near, my dislike of monday's grows exponentially. This is my last monday of class and I find it beyond impossible to concentrate on anything for more than 5 minutes. There is stuff that needs to be done and continual roadblocks in my way. I am trying to clean and ready myself to be out of the dorm and have to work around my messy roommate. I get judged by her and her friend about how I work ahead of time on everything. I never am late and procrastination is not an intentional option. I want to send everything home right this second but that is not possible. So, I have a stack of boxes, ever growing, of things that can go home. I am ready to be done here. The other bad thing about monday is that I have a night class on Monday. Today is my last day of said class and we have an exam. If I do well on my exam, I do not need to take the final on next Monday night. This would be ideal. So, brain... abnormal psychology and you seem to be pretty well acquainted already, don't fail me now. I don't know what it is, but something has pissed paige off more than normal. She is sulky and quiet but very very angry. I don't know what is wrong, but I know if I ask it will only makes things worse. Silence is golden. Now, I shall study and work hard on all I have to do before the end of the year. Productivity on Monday here I come!