Nothin like a bowl of cereal after an all nighter...
*sigh* 9:15 am
I sit here typing away because I am deathly afraid of going to sleep today. I must not go to sleep...I cannot go to sleep...I will not go to sleep. Too much hangs in the balance. I have an assignment and a quiz in the same computer class. Then I have a quiz in my math class and a paper due in my Engrish class. Through out the night I steamed through as many of the tasks as I could muster. I completed the assignment studied for the computer quiz and planned out the schedule that will dictate the majority of my time next semester. Ahhh...life is good.
My roommate has awaken as well and is taking a shower. I look in retrospect at this night's events as I graciously eat this bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch which I have arduously prepared for myself. But, alas, I did not have a spoon. I run outside into the halls and barge into the bathroom to proclaim my dilemma to Chris (my roommate). He chuckles. I run back into the hallways as if lost in a perilous forest waiting to devour my every ounce of sanity....That is...Until I hear a door on the opposite side of the hallway, in the girls side. I rush over not caring about what time visitation begins. All I wanted was a spoon. To my still lingering surprise, it is a boy from my side of the floor. A boy who isn't...shall I say aesthetically pleasing...And whose character is not one I would wish upon a "cool" person. After a quick prayer for the poor woman who harbored that genetically debilitated man, I quickly inquire about the spoon I was seeking. He acts normal, which I commend him for, even with me catching him in an undesirable acts as such. We casually walk to his room at which point he hands me a plastic spoon and I make a quirky remark about the awkward situation I caught him in. All's well...
That is my adventure thus far for the day has not ended and will not end lest I be clubbed in the back of the head. I fear the load that my eyelids have picked up during the night. I must ward off the impending doom I might face were I to take to my bed sheets and lay my weary body upon my bed.
COME CEREAL BOWL!! WE HAVE WORK TO DO!!!
I sit here typing away because I am deathly afraid of going to sleep today. I must not go to sleep...I cannot go to sleep...I will not go to sleep. Too much hangs in the balance. I have an assignment and a quiz in the same computer class. Then I have a quiz in my math class and a paper due in my Engrish class. Through out the night I steamed through as many of the tasks as I could muster. I completed the assignment studied for the computer quiz and planned out the schedule that will dictate the majority of my time next semester. Ahhh...life is good.
My roommate has awaken as well and is taking a shower. I look in retrospect at this night's events as I graciously eat this bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch which I have arduously prepared for myself. But, alas, I did not have a spoon. I run outside into the halls and barge into the bathroom to proclaim my dilemma to Chris (my roommate). He chuckles. I run back into the hallways as if lost in a perilous forest waiting to devour my every ounce of sanity....That is...Until I hear a door on the opposite side of the hallway, in the girls side. I rush over not caring about what time visitation begins. All I wanted was a spoon. To my still lingering surprise, it is a boy from my side of the floor. A boy who isn't...shall I say aesthetically pleasing...And whose character is not one I would wish upon a "cool" person. After a quick prayer for the poor woman who harbored that genetically debilitated man, I quickly inquire about the spoon I was seeking. He acts normal, which I commend him for, even with me catching him in an undesirable acts as such. We casually walk to his room at which point he hands me a plastic spoon and I make a quirky remark about the awkward situation I caught him in. All's well...
That is my adventure thus far for the day has not ended and will not end lest I be clubbed in the back of the head. I fear the load that my eyelids have picked up during the night. I must ward off the impending doom I might face were I to take to my bed sheets and lay my weary body upon my bed.
COME CEREAL BOWL!! WE HAVE WORK TO DO!!!