I didn't think that...

I didn't think that one day I would open up three pages of unread emails and have a major coronary...

I didn't think that one day I would be so tired that I would sit in the locker room of the gym and dose of for a second as I changed between work pants and workout pants...

I didn't think that one day, carrying books between my car and my home would count as a week's worth of bicep curls...

I didn't think that one day eating a spinach wrap in three minutes would be considered too long...

I didn't think that one day, shaving my armpits in the shower would be contemplated as an unnecessary time waster...

I didn't think that one day, I wouldn't have enough time to dig around my bag for chapstick because I didn't stop moving all day.

I didn't think that one day, I would become the student that writes to the professor the night before a paper with what seems like an excuse but really really is not.

I didn't think but here I am...I'm at the end of my rope and tying a knot to hold on requires too much effort.

The dreaded MCAT studying season is upon me and my skin, body and mind do not appreciate me starving them of sleep.

The only thing that could be better at the moment is some sleep.

Or a way to shove years worth of science knowledge into my head...see where I went with that? Right back to the MCAT. Medical school here I come.