January 2012
Roommates are stupid.
I try to be as quiet as possible when making it to my bed, but she still complains. Oh my gosh…
I'm in a cuddly mood
And my eyes feel heavy and tired.
Oh man. If someone was near me, I would show them the meaing of snuggly.
Tonight was a really good night. REALLY good night. I enjoy and appreciate my friend a poop ton.
Staling going to bed...
… because my roommate is kind of scary and I’m afraid I’ll wake her up. Maybe I’ll shower to stall even more. Go me!
And so, my second semester is about to start.
I took something to make me drowsy as well as a melatonin about 15 minutes ago. My roommate, as always, is very chattery and stressed out. It runs in her family I guess.
I was pleasantly humbled by getting to go out and eat dinner at Chiles with my little dorm family. Yummy food, ridiculous conversation, and and laughing at (seriously) nothing.
So. It has started off well. Let us hope...
After a mere 15 minutes or so of trying to fall...
Just for a second though. My mind is being too awake, so I don’t really know what else to do. I was going to crawl out of my bed, turn on my light, and write some things in my journal but my computer was closer.
Nothing that new is going through my head. These thoughts and mental complaints all just feels like repeats to me, which is perhaps even more frustrating. I still think about...
So I woke up much later than I was expecting.
I set an alarm so I wouldn’t wake up past noon and everything, but of course my brain reasoned with me to let me sleep a little more after the alarm went off. Silly brain.
Started my day off with a fried egg, orange juice, and hot chocolate.
Soon to follow!:
hot tub
laundry
shower
eating food at Ashleys
My roommate Ashley is having people over so her mom can make huge batches of...
