i hope my math exam isnt in too much pain...
i studied from like 2am-330am on thursday night or friday morning whatever you want to call it for my 10am exam in math, and i was really worried because i put off studying and i was really wired which usually means i wont retain the info but i went to take the exam on 4 hours of sleep and i had my way with it. that was a long sentence, my apologies.
after that class i felt really tired and hungry and i STILL had to read an article about stigmas of the mortuary profession. so i ate a really damn good waffle i made in the caf WHILE reading my article, so i was able to squeeze in a half hour nap before my 1pm. i was kind of in daze for sociology, but i contributed to the convo in class and handed my assignment so whatever.
oh man so i got home at 2 and had a nap for the ages. i got dragged out of bed for dinner and renting movies. celtic pride, sister act, and sister act 2. haha.
at some point in the movies lewis got pissed at me and we got into a fight and he kicked my ass. im never making fun of that kid again, he's nuts.
the rest of the night was just poker and halo, basically us being not drunk like the rest of the world.
oh yeah brent also lied to matt and was like "well JEFF made out with kara before!" and matt believed it and when i denied it he was all "you so did!" and called kara and told her that i was drunk and bragging about it. i wasnt too happy about this because some people think i drink quite a bit up here and whatever i can handle that but i dont want people especially my friends to think im a drunk asshole who makes up stuff about them. vanny sounded pissed on the phone too. geez.
OH MY GOD CLOSE THE DOOR WHEN YOU PISS, SUITEMATES! I DONT WANT TO HEAR IT!
anyways, im gonna go to bed soon although im not really tired so i can wake up at noon to go to the basketball game. college has me on a weird sleep cycle. i also heard that constantly staying up as late as i do is a sign of depression. i dont think im depressed though, nothing is really wrong in my life right now except the fact that noble has beaten me in poker 3 games in a row which never happens. he's passed out on my futon right now with his fly open. i took a picture, seemed like the right thing to do.
well, the room is a mess, lots of food/drinks are gone, the suitemates are putting on a sort of symphony in the bathroom, and there is a smelly drunk sleeping on my futon so i guess i'll go to bed now and take care of shat tomorrow.
toodles.
after that class i felt really tired and hungry and i STILL had to read an article about stigmas of the mortuary profession. so i ate a really damn good waffle i made in the caf WHILE reading my article, so i was able to squeeze in a half hour nap before my 1pm. i was kind of in daze for sociology, but i contributed to the convo in class and handed my assignment so whatever.
oh man so i got home at 2 and had a nap for the ages. i got dragged out of bed for dinner and renting movies. celtic pride, sister act, and sister act 2. haha.
at some point in the movies lewis got pissed at me and we got into a fight and he kicked my ass. im never making fun of that kid again, he's nuts.
the rest of the night was just poker and halo, basically us being not drunk like the rest of the world.
oh yeah brent also lied to matt and was like "well JEFF made out with kara before!" and matt believed it and when i denied it he was all "you so did!" and called kara and told her that i was drunk and bragging about it. i wasnt too happy about this because some people think i drink quite a bit up here and whatever i can handle that but i dont want people especially my friends to think im a drunk asshole who makes up stuff about them. vanny sounded pissed on the phone too. geez.
OH MY GOD CLOSE THE DOOR WHEN YOU PISS, SUITEMATES! I DONT WANT TO HEAR IT!
anyways, im gonna go to bed soon although im not really tired so i can wake up at noon to go to the basketball game. college has me on a weird sleep cycle. i also heard that constantly staying up as late as i do is a sign of depression. i dont think im depressed though, nothing is really wrong in my life right now except the fact that noble has beaten me in poker 3 games in a row which never happens. he's passed out on my futon right now with his fly open. i took a picture, seemed like the right thing to do.
well, the room is a mess, lots of food/drinks are gone, the suitemates are putting on a sort of symphony in the bathroom, and there is a smelly drunk sleeping on my futon so i guess i'll go to bed now and take care of shat tomorrow.
toodles.