Holy shit I actually gotta write shit now. Goddammit.
Okay, well now I’m fucking pissed because I just made myself a cup of coffee and I placed it on my window-sill to cool down a little bit and forgot about it and now it’s luke-warm at best.
Mmm. That is damn good coffee though.
Anyway I suppose I should go about describing my day, as this one does seem to be rather average so far.
Wake up at 8:10am. My alarm was set for 7:30am. Alarm must not have gone off. Good thing I woke up before my test at 9:30am; now all I gotta do is set my alarm for, ehh, about 8:45am and go back to sleep, cuz I’m tired.
Wake back up at 9:00am. 8:45am alarm did not go off. Oh, I had a different alarm set for nine this whole time. That was lucky. Better set it to 9:10amWake back up at 9:10am. Wait, no way that was ten minutes. I just got done thinking about how awesome they were gonna be. Now it’s 9:10am and I have a test I didn’t study for at 9:30am. GodFuckingDammit.
At this point, fueling my daily ritual of morning anger was a bitch of a sore throat. I’m not sick; I was sick. My throat is still sore because I never stopped smoking cigs throughout my bout of sickness. If you’re a pussy and don’t smoke cigs, allow me to explain that when your throat becomes sore for any reason, it becomes more sore when you keep smoking things. So although whatever cold or virus I had is now gone, the sore throat is here to stay.
Because I like smoking cigs and haven’t managed to stop long enough for my throat to heal, I now wake up every morning with the pain of what feels like 27 cotton-balls jammed in my oral cavity. But anyway, back to the story.
No time to make coffee. Shit, now I feel foolish for mocking that 5-Hour Energy commercial. Oh, fuck it.
Get to class. Constitutional Law. Take test, finish first; probably because I skipped an entire section. Oh well.
Get back to room at around 10:15am. Turn on TV. Some paltry third-rate “bro’s go to blank for a crazy weekend of getting fucked up, and end up on wild adventure!” movie on Comedy Central. Well, might as well smoke some pot. Proceed in doing so. Enjoy film.
Realize at some point that I have research proposal due at 3:00pm. Decide to do it after next class. For now I’m gonna smoke a cig.
Start talking to maintenance guy outside my building. Topics included: plans for upcoming weekend, types of alcohol, marijuana legalization, medicinal marijuana, and marijuana as a hangover cure. Very satisfying social encounter overall. Go back inside.
Get ready for next class, smoke another cig outside my building before leaving. Yes, I don’t like walking while smoking so I always smoke cig then walk.
Class ends, come back to room. Bullshit the rest of my research proposal. Smoke weed then go out for cig. Come up with idea for blog called Everything Wrong with Today’s Youth.
Aaand here I am. Who ever said college wasn’t worth it?