I don't know why I am still up. I'm drugged out on NyQuil even.

Although, that didn't really help last night, so why bother? I woke up with my sheets completely upside down and I don't really know how that happened. Directly on me was my fuzzy blanket, then my comforter, then my sheet. It was the strangest phenomenon. It made making my bed awkward.

Class, class, class.

Kirstyn came, it made me happy. I really like her. A lot.

We all went to Applebee's, then meeting. Large, as usual. I am sick and loopy.

Loopy, loopy, loopy.