There is a party in my house...I'm anti-social.
Tonight marks a low point for me thus far this semester. Classes have gotten hard, plans have gone wrong, and I have a big test monday. But tonight, no worries for there is a party in my house. One clause though, I'm anti-social. Like a insect in my borrow, I sit in my basement and wait for the emptiness of sounds and vibrations. For when that time comes, I shall venture out of my lair and explore the surface. The music has stopped, the talking has lowered, but just light foot spets and light talking decorate overhead. It has to be prefectly quiet to venture out. 3:03am...I must force myself out early as to get to sleep sooner. For tomorrow is saturday the study all fucking day and still fail my chemisty test day. That shall be of most entertainment. Which makes me think, I can not wait for thanksgiving break to come and see everyone for a while, but oh yea, I have to study and finish up some stuff during the break. So my break is not really a break, just a breather. Well, later my journal for I do not write again, it is the environment outside my lair or borrow that controls my fate tonight.