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Oct. 22nd, 2007 11:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
exsequarAugh. Sleepy and drunk and home very late. Life is pretty shitty right now. Colin and sci fi guys only bright spot. So much work to do, not motivated or able to do any of it - seriously, it's kind of over my head and that SUCKS. After lectures today I met up with Colin, and the other guys, and I wasn't able to drag myself away til now - aka 11:30. Fuck. I mean. I had a great time with them but i really really should have been doing work. Nobody told me having a boyfriend was such a time commitment. Barry broke up with his girlfriend tonight so we all got drunk to commiserate - the poor darling. He's such a sweetheart, but everyone's really relieved he's cut her loose - no one likes her very much, though I don't have an opinion because Id on't really know her. I had a bottle and a half of hard Pippins apple cider - I meant to just have a bottle, but then Bren didn't like his and put it in my hand. THANKS BREN. Colin doesn't much believe in dinner, so I skipped it too, by default of being with him the whole time, and I picked up Burger King on the way home. At 11:30. Yum yum. Then I open my apartment door to find the carpet ripped up and my roommates telling me of how the washer broke and flooded the whole hallway - wonderful. I have a problem set due tomorrow afternoon that I've only figured out some of, about five lectures tomorrow starting at ten, and I want to cry a little.
Life is kind of hard, guys. More so when you're running on four hours of sleep and mostly alcohol in your system.
Colin is great but we're still a bit awkward. I'm such an awkward person, I don't quite get how he likes me. And hey, apparently I was far more drunk that first night at Fibbers than I thought, because Colin says that I told him all about Simon and Conor during our walk home, and I don't remember that AT ALL. All I remember is holding his warm hand, babbling along, and giving him a quick hug before I hopped in a taxi. Oh man. So, yeah. He's lovely, but I'm still trying to work out all the etiquette and nonsense.
Hi, I am EXHAUSTED. *falls over*
Life is kind of hard, guys. More so when you're running on four hours of sleep and mostly alcohol in your system.
Colin is great but we're still a bit awkward. I'm such an awkward person, I don't quite get how he likes me. And hey, apparently I was far more drunk that first night at Fibbers than I thought, because Colin says that I told him all about Simon and Conor during our walk home, and I don't remember that AT ALL. All I remember is holding his warm hand, babbling along, and giving him a quick hug before I hopped in a taxi. Oh man. So, yeah. He's lovely, but I'm still trying to work out all the etiquette and nonsense.
Hi, I am EXHAUSTED. *falls over*
