Going to take this as a sign

Well, I'm honest. I'm going to skip my dance class today. I was looking at the schedule and I can miss four classes and I've only missed one so far. And there are nine classes left after tomorrow (which is our assessment so it's not a typical class). And I know I won't be able to miss those classes because we have nine classes to learn for our third evaluation - not all that much time. I was up really late last night (like, outrageously late for a school night) and so pretty sure I got maybe four hours of sleep, so getting up was rough. As I was getting dressed I was thinking, "this is going to be the longest dance class of my life".. I have a paper due tomorrow and am only 200 words into it (it has to be 1500) and I need to do that so I was stressing. And so tired my eyes are stinging. Then, I went to the gate at the border of PSV to leave for dance class and literally sat there for five minutes trying to turn my key far enough to open the gate to have it not work, at all. I thought about going to one of the further-away gates or hopping the fence, and then decided that I am allowed to miss class and this is a sign that I should be working on my paper instead. We won't be learning anything new today anyway, and my assessment group is meeting tomorrow morning at 9am to go over spots, so if PJ does change anything I'll find out then. And one girl in my group is also in Kapa Haka. So, hence the reason why it is 9:40am and I am not going to class today! Going to be productive though and work on my paper. It's a beautiful day outside but it's also really quiet so I should be able to focus better. Plus I have the guilt that if I didn't go to class I have no business not doing schoolwork. Yep yep. So I'm taking all of these things as a sign that I should stay home, not go to dance class, and work on my paper instead.

Tuesday night I intended to work on my paper but it didn't really happen. And yesterday, Wednesday, I woke up to pouring rain, but walked to class in the lessened-up drizzle and came home. I had intended to start my paper right away, but when I got back I found out that one of my flatmates had been hit by a car when walking to class that morning? He was really shaken up and wanted to sleep (he got whiplash and a concussion along with some minor bumps and bruises but overall he's okay) and my mama bear/caretaking instincts kicked in and so I hung out with him for a couple hours before starting my paper. It was a slightly productive night, but not nearly as much as today is going to [need to] be! Wish me luck!