[090] finally finished.
I just “finished” my European Civilization “paper” it is “not” very “good.” As of two hours ago, I officially hit the haven’t slept for 24 hours mark, so as of 8 minutes from now I’ll have gone 26 hours without sleep. I should really go to sleep right now, but the truth is that I am quite hungry and I feel I should wait until 11, when the dining hall is supposed to open. I might just splurge and buy myself some Subway, though, because at this moment I can’t even fathom waiting one more freaking second to go home.
What I meant to write about the other day was about a good day I had. I went and saw Nick and after we practiced for a while, he gave me a hug and then he gave me a hug again. It made me feel good.
Then I played Tennis and it made my body sore because I’m not very good and I hadn’t played in a while and aside from that I hadn’t had played in a long while, I told them two years.
I know it’s getting late and that my body isn’t going to take it because even this perfect beautiful keyboard is proving too difficult for my fingers to type on. Like I just told Jim, I’m working on 6 hours of sleep that happened 26 hours ago and a dinner that included two corndogs that occurred 14 hours ago. It would have been cool if I had said four corndogs, for the nice symmetry, but what do you want from me, life doesn’t work that way.
What do you want from me. The next time I update this I will likely be in El Paso but after several hours of lost sleep, things like these kind of cease to matter.
What I meant to write about the other day was about a good day I had. I went and saw Nick and after we practiced for a while, he gave me a hug and then he gave me a hug again. It made me feel good.
Then I played Tennis and it made my body sore because I’m not very good and I hadn’t played in a while and aside from that I hadn’t had played in a long while, I told them two years.
I know it’s getting late and that my body isn’t going to take it because even this perfect beautiful keyboard is proving too difficult for my fingers to type on. Like I just told Jim, I’m working on 6 hours of sleep that happened 26 hours ago and a dinner that included two corndogs that occurred 14 hours ago. It would have been cool if I had said four corndogs, for the nice symmetry, but what do you want from me, life doesn’t work that way.
What do you want from me. The next time I update this I will likely be in El Paso but after several hours of lost sleep, things like these kind of cease to matter.