Exciting Days...

So today was slightly more exciting than usual. A friend of mine (who has quickly become one of my closest friends) passed out and had a small seizure in class today. Slightly scary? Absolutely, considering the last seizure I encountered was at work, in a shower and last twenty minutes. But this one didn't last that long and by the time her parents got here to take her to the doctors she was getting back to her old self, though with a headache and a little queasy.

But it got our first class canceled and out of our second class. Which was pretty cool, if I do say so myself.

Now I'm in the library. That's right folks, it's not even 1:00 yet and I'm sitting in a study room by myself with motion sensored lights that I hate working on my papers (I have three due by the end of the sememster, plus three movie reviews). I actually kinda like here (despite the lights). I tend to get more work done than if I was sitting in my room and I don't have people bothering me, because, well, they can never find me.

The only other things I have today is class at 1:10 and a meeting at 3:30, which if I stay in the library area of campus, I don't have to walk far for either of those two things. Plus I can get work done.

I really don't want to go to this meeting. Why, you ask? Well, first of all, who wants to go to a meeting? I mean really. Second we're supposed to be discussing all the crap that happened over spring break, which I'm sick of talking about because it makes me mad. Like, really mad. Pissed is the word I used to describe it yesterday. Of course yesterday I really was pissed because that's when the meeting was supposed to be, but it got canceled because of a stupid light in a stupid car which is apparently more important. But anyway...

So yeah, I get to waste more of my time that I could be using on writing my papers and studying for finals (which are in about two weeks), and instead get to sit in an office getting pissed off, which will distract even further from my actually doing my homework. But who cares, right? Who cares if I don't get shit done or if I have to stay up later than I really should and then am dead tired for class the next day. Who cares?

Okay, before I go any farther, I think I should sign off. Just do me a favor, just keep my friend in mind, and if you are so incline to do, send up a little prayer. Thanks!

~Vix~