Bad to Vurs.

I literally just woke up. My CORE Science Lab started at Eight. The class I vowed I'd work my arse off in and get a decent grade this time around. I couldn't fall asleep, at all, knowing I had to be up at Seven. Come Two in the morning, I popped a leftover anti-anxiety from my last trip to London [harmless, right?] Well, right...About an hour goes by: Nothing. Pop another and I'm out. Completely forgot that two of those things srsly konk you out for most of the length of a flight to London. Needed to get to sleep at that point to have gotten enough sleep when I had to get up in a matter of four hours, but needed to actually wake up too: What a catch 22, hah? Do not remember my alarm going off. I know it did, but I was out.

I mean, what the crap? When are things going to start climbing upwards again? This whole downhill experience is rather tiresome.