Too Loud
I am so hungover. Everything hurts. Everything. I still haven't learned that me and tequila are not friends and that I can not drink from 5:30 pm to around 2:30am. For some reason, I don't think my body appreciates this very much. And seeing as this has become a nightly occurance, I would really like to know how I'm going to write two papers by Monday. I could be sensible for once and say 'Arion, don't go drink. You need to work' but it won't happen like that. Now I'm going to sleep until Rachel comes.