A little bag of cocaine...

Tonight is one of those times in my life where I wish I had more energy. I'm in Julie's room, it's 227am, and I want to go to sleep. Thursday at around 230pm, I have a to turn in a take home exam requiring about 6 pages of writing. As of right now, I have about one page done and I am tired, and feeling very distant from political science.

Funny things happen when you don't sleep regularly. Today, I woke up at noon, and was dragged out of bed by Julie. I ate at McDonalds about 15 minutes later, and then spent a few hours walking around aimlessly. That has nothing to do with sleep deprivation though. What I was getting to is that all day I was looking forward to a new episode of LOST tonight. Funny thing.... Today was a Tuesday, following a Monday schedule, and I thought it was Wednesday. How fucked is that?

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I can't wait until summer! Camp is going to be awesome with all the arts, crafts, shenanigans, and music that I can squeeze into every single day. As of right now I am planning on taking a Vibraphone home with me which I will keep in my cabin to practice during my free hour at mid-day. It's been a while since I made a firebomb, went on a road trip, or spent my own money recklessly. These are all reasons to miss summertime on Cape Cod.