oh, that friday i decided not to go back to my apartment after class and instead ended up in columbus. i bought clothes at burkes outlet after finding blaine the raddest shamu luggage ever. the jeans i bought have created a serious internal debate between my 501's and 514's. the perfect jean for me is in the middle. the middle jean doesn't exist.
that saturday not much happened. that sunday not much happened. both days were devoted to homework and studying.
monday was my birthday. on that day i received my new phillies hat that i had won in a bet. andrew le snapped them birthday pictures that would eventually become that GIF on my myspace, and even later will's advertising campaign. i was too busy so i didn't dj, but i did make it to lazy pixel, where i received a ceramic unicorn head from the pretty rad olivia and mary leigh. blaine began to grow a moustache for me. it looks like a weird gift someone gives you, that a husband would usually give a wife the opposite of. i got my speech done. well, i got it unedited done.
tuesday was alright, i had a map quiz, could have done worse, i didn't. i think i did something that night, it happens. i mostly studied though
wednesday i went somewhere, studied the calculus.
thursday i took that calc test. i had our last int'l relations sim day. it was the height of intrigue. i went to will's gallery opening that night. he had barbeque, still does. it was nice, lots of people, cool people. i stayed up all night writing a paper, the library was quite nice, i was at the library for like 9 hours from 3-2 am, minus two hours at the gallery. i got the paper done that morning. its odd being up at such odd times. i watched a few episodes of the office, dan in real life, ratatouille. i was happy with all of my choices.
friday, went a party it got intense. good time overall. i slept during the afternoon. got up at 9:30. i handed in my southern politics paper, it was 20 pages long. stressful. that summed up my week. and it happened earlier that day, before the party. in about 100 minutes we invited our speech teacher to the party, it was wierd. she didn't come
saturday i went to noxubee with my friend lee for sunrise, as awesome as it was cold. gunfire all over the place. it was pretty wicked, a bit scary but wicked. i am ready for thanksgiving. i fell asleep at 9, woke up at 2. rested all day, watched rushmore, brilliant. went to a party that night, i didn't have the best time, i had a good time, but it was a lot of jerks. i wasn't angry, its just been a shitty few days. i didn't take it very professionally i guess. i went through high school all over again. i feel real lame. it just gets to wear down when you just wanna do your thing and theres this guy that has to make a point all the damn point. its one of 10, but no one speaks up. it was an alright time.
sunday. went over to johnny's, it was really the antithesis of what happened at the other party. i finally slept way later. woke up late, i feel like a douche. like, super douchey. mega ultra douchey. i'm watching eagle vs. shark. i actually liked napolean dynamite better, it just feels more complete, thoughtful, and original. my sleep schedule thursday none
friday 4pm-930pm
saturday 9am-2pm
sunday 5am-3pm

2 comments:
You have been a bit crazy these last few days.
Night : Day :: Trey : Dylan
I have a government regulated sleep schedule and I don't do anything ever. Except the Mates of State concert.
Keep up the good work dude! 20 page papers are horrible!
Copesses?
Thank you, that's all I wanted.
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