Shit, motherfucker, I'm tired

So, I've completed a small sample of what my upcoming classes for the semester will be like, sans one lab which doesn't begin until next week. It's not so much that the classes themselves are tiring, I just need to stop staying up until two am just to chill outside my dorm building and watch people light sticks on fire to write on the sidewalk. But the chai tea I had was sub-par and the blueberry scone was yummy.

I saw Big D and the Kids Table the day before classes, and that initiated the routine of "Sleep, what? Homie don't play that, dawg" On the bright side, I've made some new friends and have personally volunteered myself to make flyers and images for bands I have yet to learn the name of. But the guy's name is Dylan, and he's pretty rad.

I hate to say it, but for the most part, the school at my highschool cafeteria is better than here, and I must remember to email my highschool and inform them of this fact. They'd be happy. The cafeteria ladies are really nice and made some awesome food for us-- even knew us by name. Pretty awesome if I do say so myself.

I'm listening to John Meyer right now. Yes, I listen to that crap. But, it's not a bright idea if you've been up since 8 and coffee didn't even work to wake you up for an awesome Anthropology course (even if there's something like 300+ people in a small room and I'm sure it breaks all sorts of fire codes). I need things for my room, like a coaxel cord and thumb tacks. Mainly thumb tacks, becasuse all I have right now is the razor from my Xacto and I'm pretty sure that it won't work nearly as well. Oh well. That will all come in time.

Just thought I should update before I ruin my laptop by crashing on it and drooling everywhere. I've been drooling a lot recently when I sleep. either that or I'm just noticing it moreso now.