I really wish I didn't have to sleep. Don't think that I'm saying that because I have bad time management skills.
It's just that I would have a lot more time to space things out.
And manage my time between school and my new hobbies that I would pick up.
Cause I did. On the 405 going to Irvine. On my way to the baseball game.
I saw him on the shoulder before passing the 73, and I didn't think he was planning to move.
So I ignored him. Even when I sped up in frustration after not being able to get onto the 73.
Long story short, no ticket.
I was freaking out. Admittedly, it was my fault. I did speed up. I deserved it.
Inside I was like, "dammit!! and just last night A-NuH and La La Ris were talking about where they got their tickets!!"
So you can hate me now. But just have amazed hate. Cause I'm still amazed that I didn't get a $200 ticket.
And this happened. Text message from Steven (a little while after I dropped A-Nuh off)
"Sorry about last night. I should have gotten the hint by now." I wrote this last week. And I couldn't find it in myself to send it.
I'm sorry for the calls.
-->Whatever. You get what you deserve.
This week is going to be eh. Paper and Midterm on Friday. I'm scared outta my mind. I gotta focus.
I will be in the library this whole week. Or with my professor, trying to bargain my grade. *crosses fingers and squints*
For Hogie Barmichaels: I don't think I can make it. sadness. I wanted to meet the boy versions of us.
For Plates' Show: HOORAY! I'm excited.
<3 <3 <3 you guys. (that was a fairly long post..hm)