My B-side

4 a.m.

Wow...I could really use some hardcore pills for my insomnia. I mean for serious, it's four o'clock! The day went by rather slowly. I headed to Physical Science Lab for the last time at 8 a.m. Once there I partook of the most sensational type of cookie ever to exist; the only highlight from my PHYSA110 lab experience. I then ventured to the ever-so-convient Wilkinson Student Center where I ate some cracked wheat as a computer predicted my future. I took a test at the Career Center that dubbed me a loser in the category I am (but shouldn't be) majoring in. So after disovering that I'd make a sucky elementary school teacher I decided to become a communications major. Who would've thought? After making the icy trek home I konked out on my of my daisy cotton sheets. My slumber lasted a strong four hours. I slept well into my last class, Drawing. I staggered into the HFAC only about 45 minutes late. My James-Vanderbeek-look-alike teacher hardly noticed. I got started on my most recent work, my favorite subject, the one, the only: Chris Carrabba. Can't wait to hang THIS one in my room!! After class I retreated back to the DT ghetto for the last time today. I met Mary, Dan, Rachel, and Brett in The Cove. We chatted it up as usual trying our best to maintain normalcy in front of Dan's non-member friend from home. We tried. After an interesting dinner complete with a surprise visit by Abby Johnson, we moved to T-Hall squat-pad for a racy game of Crud. After almost castrating Dan and denting a wall, I came to accept my lack of Crud skills. We called it an evening after a lullying game of Skipbo. Song of the Day: Down by Something Corporate

posted by Melissa at 05:16