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I'd rather be at school right now.
I wake up at twenty past five to get picked up by Brian.
Shower.
Then just as I start to dress, I have this promonition that, "what if school is closed?"
I suddenly look up at the television and there's Norwell.
Closed.
I can't stand this last minute bullshit.
I've only gotten less than ten hours of sleep in the past three days, I need a more continual sleep pattern.
Now I'm thrown off.
I can't sleep.
My body is awake.
What the fuck.
On a lighter note, I (hopefully if all goes well) get to see Elise on Sunday!