I feel like crawling into a little hole and dying. Don't bother talking to me about it or I just might.

For that reason, I'll keep this short.

Today, I slept through my Chem lecture. I looked at the clock and it said 8:58. I thought to myself, "I have two minutes to get to class. Or I have 2 hours to sleep." I chose the latter.

Since I woke up late, my whole morning was a little fuzzy. Math was pretty funny because of it.

Lunch was eaten.

I sat with Doug while he explained the Chem lab. Then I went to my Chem lab. We looked through diluted solutions.

At dinner, one of the girls that was dishing up food for me looked at me and asked if I was from Santa Barbara. I replied in the affirmative. She then told me that I was her TA in Mr. Devries' class. It was really weird.

Now I've just been blahing around. I want to go to bed, but I have a paper, math assignment, and plenty of other blah to do. I will pretend to do it.