37.5 hours!
That's how long I've been awake.
Every so often, I get a little tired. Most of today, I was wide awake. I'm not sure if I can make it through the night.
I have almost no recollection of last night/early this morning. I basically talked online with Alivia and Isaac. Isaac is a trooper. Final this morning and he stayed up ALL night.
Jesus. Of. Suburbia.
My roommate and a kid from my floor are watching Indiana Jones, so no hope for a nap quite yet. I can still here it over my music, which is pretty loud right now. Whatever. Less than two weeks.
It's funny. The past two weeks have gone by in such a blur.
It's awesome the way it is. Yeah, okay. I wish it were more.
I don't even know what I'm typing right now. I keep trying to think of ways to stay awake. Open window: check. Loud music: check. Talking online: check. Walk around Amherst: whaaaa????
Too cold now. In 2 minutes, it will be too hot.
This is driving me up a fucking wall. Everyday, I think that I'm gonna do something about it. I'm always about to. Then something happens and I hafta wait again. It sucks, but oh well.
I'm gonna hit my bed so hard when I get to Medford tomorrow. Wowza!
Mmmm, Trix Cereal.
I wish St. Jimmy would take over my life. At least it would be exciting instead of just sitting in front of a computer and being a failure.
It's okay. Summer is almost here. I'll go down the Cape and to New Hampshire, and that's about it.
Every so often, I get a little tired. Most of today, I was wide awake. I'm not sure if I can make it through the night.
I have almost no recollection of last night/early this morning. I basically talked online with Alivia and Isaac. Isaac is a trooper. Final this morning and he stayed up ALL night.
Jesus. Of. Suburbia.
My roommate and a kid from my floor are watching Indiana Jones, so no hope for a nap quite yet. I can still here it over my music, which is pretty loud right now. Whatever. Less than two weeks.
It's funny. The past two weeks have gone by in such a blur.
It's awesome the way it is. Yeah, okay. I wish it were more.
I don't even know what I'm typing right now. I keep trying to think of ways to stay awake. Open window: check. Loud music: check. Talking online: check. Walk around Amherst: whaaaa????
Too cold now. In 2 minutes, it will be too hot.
This is driving me up a fucking wall. Everyday, I think that I'm gonna do something about it. I'm always about to. Then something happens and I hafta wait again. It sucks, but oh well.
I'm gonna hit my bed so hard when I get to Medford tomorrow. Wowza!
Mmmm, Trix Cereal.
I wish St. Jimmy would take over my life. At least it would be exciting instead of just sitting in front of a computer and being a failure.
It's okay. Summer is almost here. I'll go down the Cape and to New Hampshire, and that's about it.