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Yeah, so i got the least sleep i've ever gotten on a school night last night. There were like 6 people in our tiny room. Some were studying for the final Bill test, others studying Bill and JC. So i was in Alison's room studying with her and Mary Beth till around 4, when we came back to my room. There wasn't even enough room to get to my desk. Our coffetable was shoved off into a corner, the couch was full, and ditto with the floor. I gave up trying to find a way to get to my desk and threw everything on my bed. I was sooo thankful for having top because i was away from the madness. At 5:00 i forced myself to put my notes away...and i was going to sleep. Yeah, right. Having the lights on didn't bother my in the least, because i go to sleep with the lights on all the time, but the noise was terrible. At 5 in the morning, it's hard to actually stay on task while studying, so i remember them having conversations about like what they wanted to do over break and stuff...and i kept tellign them to shut up. Yeah, i know i looked at the clock again at 6:30. I fell asleep sometime, and everyone else accidentally did, and my alarm woke us all up. After lunch, Brooke and I both had a break, and having survived on like 40 minutes of sleep, instead of taking naps, we both OCDed out and attempted to clean our trashed room. There's now a stack of other people's stuff sitting on our floor. If it's yours, come get it...it needs to be gone by tomorrow for white glove. Cleaned the entire room so we don't have to stay long after classes end tomorrow, and i went to chem lab. I finally crashed in chem lab. So i came back, slept for 2 hours, and now i have to do my ethogram.
Oooo...i forgot my painful week. So I forgot what day it was, oh wait...Saturday, after "intervis taken into our own hands", we were bored as everything, so I played the slapping game with Bryan then with Tim. The hand that Bryan had been slapping has literally like 10 bruises on it. Alas, i lost that time. Tim only managed to bruise me once. Then Brooke gets back in town, so i was sitting on the couch talking to her, and i managed to fall off it. Yep, i managed to fall off our couch. Plus, only i can manage to land on the side with my metal crate. Not a dinky metal crate. A huge one that's so strong i can't bend it all the way back. So i tore the metal with my back. I just sat there, straight up, not crying, not moving, not talking. Brooke kept asking me if i was ok, and i kept not being able to answer. I expected to cry, but i ended up laughing...i know, i'm weird. So now i have this massive knot on my spine from where i hit, and i hit my neck on something, i'm not sure what...and it's bruised too. Oh well.
We're going on break tomorrow...oh wait, today. That makes me so unbelievably happy. Yay.
(i definately wrote that at 12:30 last night, so i'm posting it now)
Oooo...i forgot my painful week. So I forgot what day it was, oh wait...Saturday, after "intervis taken into our own hands", we were bored as everything, so I played the slapping game with Bryan then with Tim. The hand that Bryan had been slapping has literally like 10 bruises on it. Alas, i lost that time. Tim only managed to bruise me once. Then Brooke gets back in town, so i was sitting on the couch talking to her, and i managed to fall off it. Yep, i managed to fall off our couch. Plus, only i can manage to land on the side with my metal crate. Not a dinky metal crate. A huge one that's so strong i can't bend it all the way back. So i tore the metal with my back. I just sat there, straight up, not crying, not moving, not talking. Brooke kept asking me if i was ok, and i kept not being able to answer. I expected to cry, but i ended up laughing...i know, i'm weird. So now i have this massive knot on my spine from where i hit, and i hit my neck on something, i'm not sure what...and it's bruised too. Oh well.
We're going on break tomorrow...oh wait, today. That makes me so unbelievably happy. Yay.
(i definately wrote that at 12:30 last night, so i'm posting it now)