4:30: What the fuck is that rumbling? The train is usually never that loud.
4:40: It's really fucking hot in here, what is that whistling noise?
5:00: When did I turn my fan on? Honestly, why do I have my fan and my heater both on? I get up, turn the heater off and get back into bed. I am very uncomfortable in my sheets and wiggle around for a while.
5:15: Huge flash. Either my stalkers is not being subtle with his camera or it's lightning. I think the weather IS supposed to be shitty today...
5:30: Was definitely lightning. And the rumbling was thunder! Ah, makes sense.
5:35: I should just get up. I'm completely awake and uncomfortable and I'm getting up at 6:30 anyway.
5:40: I'm going to get up in five minutes.
6:30: The alarm goes off... I guess I fell back asleep. I had the weirdest/creepiest fucking dream, because it was so realistic and something similar has already happened to me. If I wouldn't think about stuff so fucking much I think I'd have much more peaceful sleep.
7:04: Drinking coffee and looking through my online banking, I realize I have a lot of money I need to pay today. We'll see how that goes. Why do I feel like crap? Not only is my voice still the voice of a crack-smoking whore, I now have a cough whenever I breathe in too deeply. It's probably something to do with my allergies, so I take a Zyrtec.
8:00: Nutrition seriously fucking sucks, especially because now I don't need it anymore. For some god forsaken reason, communications majors have to take a science, and Nutrition was the only one without a time-consuming lab, but it was also only offered at 8AM. Win-lose, just like everything else. It's incredibly boring 90% of the time, and the one day I skip we make butter. Not riveting but definitely more exciting than usual. I just wish I could have decided earlier that I didn't want to be a communications major, because I could have avoided taking COM 215 also (Media).
9:15: I drop of my rent on the way to the gym, and then play Words with Friends as I go 2 miles on the elliptical, then do arms and abs. I absolutely love working out, it's just a matter of getting myself to the gym. I go a LOT more in the summer, because my gym at home is much nicer.
11:00: We spend the class learning about how to properly critique photos, and we are given our next assignment. Pinhole/toy cameras is the new subject, which basically is a challenge to see if you can still take good pictures without a fancy camera. He suggests cell phone cameras, which works for me. I already have some pictures on my cell phone that I can use. The thing is only 1.3 megapixels, which is pure shit just in case you didn't know.
1:30: Kim comes over to sit on the porch with Ally and I, and she's clearly stressed out. She's on her period and is upset and wants to get ice cream, so I grab my camera and we go walk down to Kilwin's. We took the long way home, hitting side streets and the fort for some photoshoot-ing. I wish I knew how to properly upload pictures to this freaking blog, because I'd post some of my work. I always just end up fighting with the HTML so it's not worth it. If you know how, enlighten me, please.
4:00: I go home and shower for Phi Alpha. Kim decides she wants to go to Hattie's and I had very clearly not showered all day, so I decided to just get ready before out meeting just so that I'm not rushing afterwards.
8:00: The meeting goes well, but is very quick. I really need to go shopping for a white dress and khaki shorts or something. Khaki is VERY unflattering on me, but oh well. I dropped a total of $60... $75... $85.75 at the meeting tonight. $60 for second semester dues, $15 for the golf tournament polo and $10.75 for the Bachelor Bid t-shirt. Jesus titty-fucking Christ, this thing is expensive. I have made some new friends though and I've been giving back to the community so I guess that's what I'm paying for? What?
10:00: Kim and I leave to go to Hattie's. I forget it's biker week.
11:00: Pretty normal, uneventful night. Pretty empty, actually, but there are a lot of friends of mine there: Raleigh, Guillermo, Alejandro, JP, Jenny, Kim, Jim, Chaz, Meghan, her two friends from out of town, Mike, and a couple others. Of course Harry's there, too.
11:25: I NEVER get offered drinks. Like, not open ones, but people buying me ones. Two guys introduced themselves to me, Tom and Tyler, and they both offered. Even the bartender offered to buy me a drink. Why does this happen on a night I DD? Why? Oh well, I still have this cough bullshit so I probably shouldn't be drinking anyway.
11:45: Chaz begins explaining the male and female g-spots and how to correctly stimulate both. Chaz and Kim are hitting it off. Hilarity shall ensue.
12:30: Jenny and Mike are rocking the beer pong table (4-0) when a biker comes up and whispered sweet nothings into Jenny's ear. Her boyfriend, JP, should be saving her, but he just stands on the sidelines and laughs. Sort of funny. Apparently, the "sweet nothings" he whispered to her were "Hey sexy mama, wanna take a ride on my bike tomorrow? Maybe even leave the bike part out?" YIKESSSSS. Go back to the hole you crawled out of you assless leather chaps wearing toothless grinning motherfucker!
12:45: Where is Raleigh?
12:52: Raleigh stumbles back upstairs and is weaving and honestly looks like he's going to puke at any moment. I get up and back up because I would NOT handle vomit-covered clothing very well, especially since I'm staying the night at Kim's. Raleigh runs outside with the help of Alej and pukes over the side of the balcony. Harry finds this hilarious and records a video on his iPhone.
1:14: Where is Raleigh now? Alejandro runs in laughing and drags me outside to show me something. He points off the balcony and I hesitate, wondering if he's going to be showing me Raleigh's vomit. Even better - wrapped around the bottom of a palm tree, fetal position, is Raleigh in all his passed-out glory. That's what you get for drinking since 6PM on a Tuesday!
1:16: I show Harry and Jenny, and of course Harry shoots another video and deems it Facebook-quality film. Highest honor.
1:30: Harry and I play beer pong against Guillermo and JP and somehow win. Mostly because of Harry. His arms are longer than mine.
1:45: I leave with Kim and take Harry home. He's a cute kid.
2:15: Kim and I curl up with the TV and some water and pass the fuck outttt.
2 weeks of lent officially completed! Still don't miss it. I'm starting to wonder if I'll only go online to upload pictures now and then.
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