Well That Went By Quickly

That's how my whole day was today. Every time I looked at the clock, another hour or two or three had passed. Before I knew it, it was 2 o'clock and I had to get ready to leave for class. I felt like I had just woken up. I was pretty productive this morning though. My apartment was getting a bit too cluttered for my liking, so I spent the morning/early afternoon straightening up. It was much needed. Once my apartment no longer looked like a tornado had hit it, I headed off to class.

My senior design class is on Thursday and it is usually a long, tiring class. Today was weird though. The head chefs were not organized at all and all of us knew that going in. We all expected to be there really late and leave with the worst headaches. Surprisingly, throughout the chaos, we somehow were out of the kitchens by 9:30. I am still curious as to how that happened. Dinner is usually served at 6, but somehow the first course didn't go out until after 6:30. I looked at the clock as dessert was going out, after four courses had left the kitchen, and it was only 8 o'clock. I thought to myself, "No way, the clock must have died," but no, it didn't; it really was the correct time. I am still in amazement.

After class, we all hung out at Catey's place for a bit, had a few beers, and talked about how ridiculously unorganized everything was and critiqued all the food. Just the normal stuff us culinary students like to do to have fun. We aren't weird or anything.

Anyways, now it is 3am and I really should be asleep right now because I have to get up in 5 hours, but I am not tired. You would think that running around cooking a five-course meal for 50 people would make me tired; apparently not.