sparkle

I don't think y'all like me anymore, I am so like 2 years ago...hah.

First day of class, only one, which is disappointing because after years of slacking and wanting to drop out I have finally found a niche. The campus was terribly congested and it was difficult to find a parking spot, per usual. It makes me wish I had a bike, I am so close to campus that it almost makes me feel guilty for driving.

Drama free semester starts today. If there is a conflict, I am going to avoid it. This will be just about impossible because there will almost always be something that I want to do that I am not "allowed" to do for some reason or another. Like the French major I am, I will surrender because it is not worth the fight to try to do something that I had a half-inclination to do anyway.

Tylenold PM has ceased to work for me. I had taken the meds at around 9:30, and I did start to feel them after an hour, but it was like I was trapped in consciousness but too fatigued to be any good for anything else. Some jackasses that I know that do not even live in the apartment complex were out in front yelling and carrying on untill around 1:30, after that I still had problems going to sleep and it was filled with more wacky dreams that were hard to distinguish from reality.

Strangely enough I am not tired. Truly the sign of an academic when you can survive on less than 4 hours of sleep.