Somebody's got a case of the Mondays.

Since when did bells just become "pings"? That doesn't even make sense, but I had to go to Ray-Pec High School this morning and they didn't have normal bells, but their bell seriously sounded just like a "ping" sound. It was odd.

Here's the thing about waking up early: I hate actually getting up and getting ready and going wherever, but once I get where I'm supposed to be, I actually feel more accomplished than when I sleep until whatever time. Not that this makes me a freak of nature, since I know that this happens to other people too. It is just something that I don't get. Perhaps one day I will actually be a morning person. And for my sake and my students next semester, I hope that I will be. Because I am a grumpy bitch in the morning and you do not want to cross my path.

And life is going really quickly right now. I looked at the calender today and suddenly realized that it is October 8th. I have a miniscule amount of time before I'm done with classes, student teaching, and graduating. I feel less nervous than I did when I started this semester, but I'm still pretty freaked out to know that I'm almost done. A fact that my father had to rub in my face this morning. And that I hear every single day from peers, family, parents, teachers, and friends. At least I'm getting a little more motivated in finishing things that need to be done. No point in stressing about it; I have to just do it.

Happy Monday, everyone!