Today wasn't special or eventful in any way. It was just another day. So much happened, but so much always happens. As I went through the day, I felt it all getting away from me. It was too much to take in. I want to write about it, but I don't remember it. I'm going to try anyway. Here's a day in my life: 5:00 wake up. Tired. 5:15 go to gym 6:45 shower, breakfast, etc. 7:25 wait for Sam 7:35 drive to work 7:47 get to work. Circle. 7:57 write out my grievances about the attendance process (I was asked to do that). 8:15 power greeting. Saw K, told her I had something for her. Three students hugged me, two complained that I saw them but didn't hug them. 8:33 gave K the book Hyperbole and a Half: 8:35 scramble to gather materials for my tutoring sessions. Wade through the hallway. Lots of hugs, high fives, and "good morning"s. 8:40 class starts. Stay for quiz. Eight students ask for a pencil. I don't have any on me today, so they have to