Thursday is like Friday, except it's not Friday.

I always see Thursday as being 'like Friday' since it's my last day of class for the week, but it isn't Friday at all. But there is no TGITH, so I guess I have to explain myself every time I express how happy I am about it being Thursday.
I am inexplicably tired today, maybe since I woke up at 6:25 am? But I am usually not quite as exhausted as I am today, maybe it's the culmination of a week's worth of waking up too early and staying up too late.
I have to fix up my essay completely, and I think the most difficult thing about it is trying to make it appeal to non cat-lovers. I have trouble relating to that, since I have always been a cat person and I don't know how non-cat-people think. I guess that is my goal for the day, because I need an A in this class, and having a crappy essay is just something that eats away at me.
High point of my day so far: Getting to sit outside and read Pygmy by Chuck Palahniuk for almost an hour, waiting on class to start. ...AWESOME.