5 hours of sleep = Productivity?

I've only had five hours hours of sleep and yet today was one of the most productive days I've all all school year. What gives? I also re-experienced the phenomenon I have when, if I lose just the right amount of sleep, I can read like a speed demon.

Unfortunately, I had an exam to study for and a paper to write so I couldn't go see the movie I wanted to see. They were playing a movie called "Food" in the Hendrix Center and hey, if it involves food then I'm so totally, like, THERE. But as my procrastination would have it...

Gah, I have GOT to stop leaving homework until the last minute. It just saps away so much of my fun time. And it's always for the same class too. Weird, I usually finish homework early for all of my classes but when it comes to Public Speaking, it's always a mad-dash, last-minute run. Eh, at least I'm done.

Good night, mes amies. Until we meet again.

Happiness to the nth power

I went to dinner with one of my old friends today and I was reminded all over again of why he's one of my favorites--his sense of humor had me laughing so hard I could hardly drive straight. We went to Wendy's and he bought me a chocolate frosty along with his meal. Mmmm...so good. I love chocolate flavored...anything, really.

Anyway, then I went to the library to check out the Iron Giant. It's a book I read once when I was young (the movie scared me for some reason, though) and I wanted to re-read it. I had forgotten about it and it was only when one of my friends was talking to me online and mentioned giant robots that I remembered. Seeing as how my days are always busy, I'll probably end up reading it between classes. I used to do that in high school and my English teacher told me that she knew I was smart because I always had a book in my hand and was reading before class. What she didn't know was that I had no one to talk to so I would read in order to look like I had something to do. Hey, it was better than sitting there looking all lonely and friendless while waiting for class to begin.

Now I have enough friends so that I'm usually talking to them in between classes. It's insane how your life can change like that.

Oh, by the way, the title of this post is dedicated to my crush. I've had a huge crush on him for almost four months now. I sent him a message today and he replied. Even though it was short, the mere fact that he replied has me so happy that I feel as if I'm about to burst. Ahhh...life is good, my friends. Life is very, very good.

Ripped

It seems like I will be retiring my trusty pair of make-your-butt-look-GOOOD jeans today. I was just returning to my seat in class and waiting for the teacher to pass out the exam when I noticed that there was a rip in my jeans...right underneath the curve of my butt. Great. Just great.

Of course I couldn't leave because the exam was about to begin, but luckily, I was sitting down. Finishing the exam early, I tried to walk out of class as calmly as I could, hoping no one could see (or would point out) the curvaceous tear in my pants. Yeesh.

I think this might be God's way of telling me to lose some weight. Either that or He's telling me to get new jeans. Maybe I should do both. Yeah, that's sounds like a good idea. Maybe I should lose weight and then I could fit into a pair of REALLY nice new jeans. I'll go with that.

Well, I'd better eat healthier and exercise regularly from now on. Wish me luck!