Functioning on Little to No Sleep

After waking up just 3 and a half hours after going to bed, it was safe to say that I was exhausted. I ate breakfast and left early to walk to class because I knew that I was going to take my sweet time. 

My first class was good until I got called on to read my response for the homework. The answer was right but I had to explain myself, which I didn't know how to do because it was just one of those "I just know it is right" type of deals. The professor grilled me and kept on asking me questions that I did not understand. Helen, the girl next to me, tried to help me but she got scolded and was told that I needed to figure it out myself. Eventually the light came shining through and I figured out what she was asking me, but it was only after about 5 minutes of embarrassment. 

After that class I had people coming up to me apologizing for the professor being so rude and harsh and agreeing with me that they didn't understand the question either. It was relieving to know that I was not alone in my confusion.

My second class was brutal. It was all lecture and all in Spanish  Man do I despise that class. It is my least favorite class out of all of them here, Islamic Culture. After that class I walked home and unpacked my backpack so I could use it for school purposes. (I had used it as my luggage for the trip to Morocco  and hadn't had time to unpack it yet.)

I ate lunch and then soon there after I had to return to CLM to go to more classes. My next classes were easy, easy enough, and the usual that they always are. I managed to survive all my classes of the day and stay away. It was rough in my last class though because we went over Spanish history, and I hate history, it's not my cup of tea. 

After classes I returned home and ate dinner. I talked to my dad through email about how my trip was and he mentioned that my package had cleared customs that morning in Spain so it should be here any day now! I'm very excited to get the food that I have been craving and indulge. 

I also got to talk with Lourdes today. She wanted to know all about how my trip to Morocco was and she also wanted to give me the email to a girl in her class who was interested in doing intercambio with me because Lourdes no longer can. She has to study for a huge exam in June that determines if she can become a teacher or not, which is what she aspires to be. 

I emailed Asuncion, the girl who wanted to do intercambio, and let her know that I was interested as well. 

Hopefully I will not have another day with such little sleep again, but now I know that I can survive it and get through it.