So yesterday

Yesterday when I biked to class I was turning left when all of a sudden a girl tries to pass me on the left. Stupid move. She was going straight while I was trying to turn and thus, she hit me. Stupid girl. I wasn't as angry as I thought I would have been, I guess my mind was too focused upon allyisothiocynate compounds in wasabi. Besides, she apologized and asked me if I was okay, which is always kind of nice when someone almost murders you.

Yesterday as I was waiting in front of my chemistry discussion class, I looked into the reflection of my phone and saw that I had a cut on my bottom lip. I thought about how this could have happened and it came back to me. Yeah, I got into a crazy bar fight; but hey, you should see the other guy. Okay not really, I cut my lip while eating Tostitos with guacamole dip (so much for my attempt at being cool). Being the fat whale that I am, I remember ignoring the painful sensation of salt entering my wound as I continued to shove chips into my mouth. I bet you never knew it was possible to do that; cut your lips on a chip. That's right, I do the impossible... (anything stupid that comes to mind, I've probably accomplished it already).

Yesterday there was a mosquito following me around and it finally landed on me. Of course I freaked out and smacked it. Like heck I'm going to get a mosquito bite. Success. Or not, a second mosquito then approaches me and starts dancing around me. I must have killed its lesbian lover or something (in case you didn't already know, only females suck blood). It seemed angry. I was just minding my own business, trying to play Tetris on my ipod and the crazy thing landed on me and made me mess up, so I stepped on it.

Yesterday night was ridiculous. I've been surviving with a total of 3 hours of sleep for the past two days. I'm not too sure if I'll be able to sleep tonight either. Trust me, I would like nothing more than to go to sleep and never wake up. Unfortunately, my biology teacher is psychotic and lives off the misery of students, which is why she constantly throws essays at us. But hey, on the plus side, I have learned how to write a 9 page single spaced essay in three hours, can you top that? Yeah, didn't think so (this really isn't something to be proud of, but I have nothing else to be proud of, so just pretend I'm cool for a second here; besides, I'm delirious. pity me). I really need some sleep, I keep getting this recurring urge to throw up. Oh, and thanks. I forgot to say thanks this morning for being amazing, I'm sure it went well. :)

use eyedrops & stay awake <3