Busy Day...Ooftah (Yes I AM Norwegian)

I'm finding it hard to go to sleep. I am dead tired but I can't find the will to call it a day. Maybe because my days and nights have been so patchy; the last 48 hours have been a continual day with various nap times.

Yesterday I woke up early to do some reading before class at 9:30, I was at school until 4, went grocery shopping on my way home, made supper, had an hour and a half nap, got up, did some more homework, then made it to the opposite quadrant of Calgary for my 11pm soccer game. After running around for an hour (we won), I took my sweaty body home for a shower.

By 1am I was in bed... but only for a brief time. Just before 6 that same morning (I let myself sleep in because of the prior late night) I woke up to get to work for 7. I made lattes for 5 hours (reading my required reading for the day at break) and took the train straight to school for class at 1. I had half an hour when I was supposed to get my Japanese friend to correct my speech that I had to do for a class at 3... but I had forgotten the notebook containing that speech at home. So I called my roommate who luckily also had class at 3 to bring it to me (I was grateful I wouldn't have to wing my speech...).

In leu of correcting my speech before 1, I went and bought the course pack containing the reading I have to do for tomorrow. I sat down for 10 minutes and started to read it while I shoveled down some banana bread (made the night before while reading about the Cold War, waiting for the late late hour I was to leave for soccer). Then I went to class... where I wrote my notes in the wrong notebook because I had failed to bring that class's book as well.

Next hour.

I sat in the library entrance by the vending machines and tried to remember my Japanese speech, writing out what I could recall, just in case my roommate didn't come in time. But she did. And I was able to call Sachiko to get the right Japanese for it. So 15 minutes before my 3 o'clock Japanese class started I had finished my speech. Lucky.

This is where I collapse.

No, not yet.

I came home and started to unwind, pay some bills, check email, that sort of home stuff. But 10 minutes into that my roommate called from Safeway and said she had bought too much to carry home herself. I figured I owed her one for earlier this afternoon and went out to fetch her and her food.

We made it home and I made yakisoba for supper... it was the first time I had made it in over a year and it was a little too salty...

I tried to buckle down and read some for school... tried 'Origins of the Cold War' and got about 5 pages in. I switched to Harriet Martineau's excerpt of 'Society in America'. No luck. I just can't concentrate.

And that's where I am now, at ten minutes to ten, with my roommate feeding me fresh-made cookies.

Today I also found out I got accepted to a group study program for May at Senshu University in Japan and my brain is trying to figure out the logistics of that right now...while all I want to do is sleep...

If only I could get up out of this chair....