Jumbled.

My head is jumbled. I set out to do all of my homework on the weekends so I would not have to spend precious sleeping time attempting to throw assignments together. What am I doing now? Not sleeping so I can think of a paper topic. Good thing is I think I have one. Weather or not its good is a whole other story. It has the potential to be good, or I could just screw it up and end up having to do a lot of work twice. My odds are on the latter.

I'm in my fifth week of my running class, that equates to 5 weeks of 6am running and I've only missed 1 day of class. I'm hitting up my third week of grad school classes, only 14 more to go, and 17 weeks until I get married. That's the first time I've counted it out. Adam and I are at the same point now, we just want it to happen. I'm sick of planning this silly wedding. A judge and a courthouse are looking pretty spectacular at this point. As long as I get to wear my dress, I will probably be happy... and go to Hawaii.

I am trying not be be stressed out right now, but I'm pretty sure its unavoidable.

I'm giving up and going to sleep. Everything is better after sleep.