I am tired.

I'm tired. I hate you, Mondays. They ruin my week. I hate 6:30 am class times. I am tired. I dropped my 16 week Gardemanger 2 class (cold foods) 7 weeks in because #1. I am tired and #2. I need time to study my GREs. I felt so badly because the chef for the class is incredibly nice. I planned on getting to class early so that I could talk to him in person about dropping the class in order to explain the basis on why I decided to take this route. Plan FAIL. I overslept in my car. Got to class more than an hour late just to explain I had decided on dropping his class. His face did the classic =( that I expected, but he was really nice about it and said he understood where I'm coming from. Now I am at home attempting to study and cram, but because I am so tired from waking up early, my brain refuses to function. So I decided to make use of my time by writing a new entry on this blog. FML.

I cant wait until Friday because I will be going to Spago with my sister to take full advantage of DineLA. Woot woot! Last week we had lunch at Lucques. Picture will be posted soon. When I'm not busy studying for the GRE.

I had my practical for one of my classes last week. I finished on time. 30 minutes early, in fact. I made 12 items. When I checked my score for how I did, I was kind of flabbergasted. Definitely way lower than expected and I got more than a hundred points taken off. I dont know why. And I'm pretty mad about it considering the chef told me, "You did good." If "good" means "you sucked a lot." Then fine, but I highly doubt it. I'm tired. Just give me an A, dang it! So I can focus on more important things here.

Sporadic thoughts due to tiredness for today: DONE.
On my way to try to force 70 new words into my cranium.