Waking up early was never one of the things I could pride myself in doing without being motivated sufficiently, but today was an exception. Nevermind the fact that I went back to sleep anyway; which in retrospect would have been a wise choice to take since the first lecture of the day (Pathogenic Mechanisms and Infectious Diseases) was a huge blur to me (I was fully awake, mind).
But I guess the lecturer sets the pace of learning for me, as much as I would love to deny the statement.
Skipped lunch (and breakfast) for CF right after class, which was about 1pm at that time. CF ended at 3 (I shall spare thee the details), after which I rushed to attend the First-Aid Training, and I was invariably late by about an hour or so, and ended up learning little bits of information here and there while spending the final half an hour or so listening to music and chatting.
summary: unproductive so far.
and my manboobs still hurt from the gymming a day or two ago. Plus today's training, I somehow expect it to be excruciating by tomorrow.
