I’m considering the drug business because this shit right here nigga??????

I’m drowning in assignments that are due by Wednesday and I don’t even have a dent in them. My gpa is gonna from a 3.8 to a FAIL.FAIL :(

Last semester’s 3.8 GPA gassed me up. Now I’m slacking and I have a lot of assignments due by tomorrow, and one that needs to be handed in very soon. I need to get focused fast. Let me stop typing now, I’m wasting time.

This is the exact amount of months in which I will not be receiving adequate rest. I work all day, and go to school practically all night two days out of the week. My eyes want to shut but I have work to do. It doesn’t help that my school is 3 semesters long instead of 2, and that my next summer vacation only consists of 1 month. What kind of educational fuckery have I gotten myself into?

Okay, so I got an email while I was napping about a study session in my school’s library for an exam I have at 7 today. I decided to go because I definitely needed more info from the class. It was being held by two of the students in my class (boy & girl). Once I get there I introduced myself, even though I’m sure they’re familiar with me because I sit right behind them in a very small class…probably 20 students max. Anyway, we begin what they called “studying”, except the only interaction was between them. When I tried to give my input they either didn’t listen to me or just shot me down with “That’s not even important”. And when I didn’t have certain information, its like they didn’t even wanna talk to me. The email said they wanted to compare notes but every time one of them found notes, they would just pass it off to each other, not me. However, when I found something, I made sure I passed it around the whole group. Then, they decided they wanted to smoke a cigarette, as if the chewing tobacco on the table wasn’t enough for them. The female, who is white, says to me “Will you be alright watching our stuff?” I’m like sure that’s no problem. Then they get up to leave. But before they go outside, they stop by another kid behind the bookshelf and start talking to him and pointing to me, then the kid looks at me, nods at them, and proceeds to stare at me the entire time they’re gone. I was too through. First of all, I don’t steal (from people). Seriously. I found some girls wallet (with money), and car keys last week, and I did a people search online to find her family in Pennsylvania so they could call her in Buffalo and tell her I had her shit. And even if I did steal their shit, it’s not like they wouldn’t catch me. WE’RE IN THE SAME FUCKING CLASS…and we have a final together in a few hours. Fuck the fuck off. As soon as they came back, I just bounced. I couldn’t sit there and act like I wanted to learn with them. They were assholes.

I don’t think it’s normal to get slightly emotional over the final day of ever having to go to a class again. But fuck it, I’m sad as hell. Here’s why:

My class was so close-knit. It was small, but extremely diverse at the same time. Everyone in it had absolutely nothing in common with each other…but I think that’s what helped us in getting to know one another in the long run. I can’t recall one class where we weren’t all cracking jokes. Everyone looked out for each other too. If someone didn’t read an assignment that was due, everyone tried their hardest to get that person up to speed before the teacher arrived so we could all be able to answer any questions she threw at us. I’m gonna miss my whole entire class, some more than others…but mainly one person in particular. I met this guy towards the beginning of the semester (he shall not be named). We were hitting it off so well. And once we found out we had the same birthday?!?! Sheeeeuut, we were even cooler. But then out of nowhere, he just stopped speaking to me. It took my a while to figure out why, but then about 3 weeks ago I realized he was pledging. Don’t get me wrong, I was proud of him, but at the same time, I was hurt as hell. I had to watch him go through hell trying to focus in class, and I couldn’t even say shit like “Good luck”, or “I miss you”. And everyday I came to class, I hoped that he had crossed and we could talk again…but it never happened. It is what it is I guess…but it’s gonna take me a minute to not feel sad about that. You know I still found a way to slide him my number right? Yeah. Anyways, I’ll miss English 201; the teacher who was madd cool, the students who were even cooler, and all the good grades I got in it :).

I’m done now.

I can honestly say that I no longer know what the definition of sleep is.

But, this last one did me some good. It was 6hrs of pure bliss after I got the itis from a salad (yes, salad). And then, I drank an Amp and headed to the library. As soon as I piss this Amp out, I will drink a second one because that’s just what I do. I also have water and powdered donuts on deck. I’m very wired, if you can’t already tell from my typing. But, I feel good.

It has no choice but to be. I have a rough draft due tomorrow. Guess how many pages I’ve done?!?! :-D. Anyway, I’m in the library doing my thing til I can’t do it anymore.

Maruchan. Beef flavor.

WHAT THE FUCK IS SLEEP?