why is the best for you always the worst thing for me

blargh.

it is dead week. you'd think seeing how that is the case, LD would hold a lighter practice.

WRONG.
but no, it was fun. and after, some peeps decided to walk me all the way up the hill to my dorm even despite the fact they live at the very bottom-most, farthest dorm possible from mine :D

we proceeded to give random piggyback rides to each other and talk and laugh...obnoxiously loud for the next two hours or so. without realizing that other people actually lived in the buildings around us. so finally, at around 2am someone shouted really really loudly from their window:

SHUDDUP!! IT'S QUITE HOURS!!! >:000

we instantly stfu and are like meep. i say a weak "sorry!" and we scatter.


woke up today not too sore, but not feeling like i'd really slept at all. eng class was extremely difficult to get through. math, even harder. skipped chem tutoring and sex lecture (which was a Q and A review session). and slept. because i couldn't make it anymore. am finding that the further the day progresses, the sore-er i get. so the more i sleep. and the more tired i get after each sleep session. always happens.

which is the problem. is it just me or do the aftereffects of intense exercise and stuff always hit you two days later instead of one? hrm.

ohyeah. random. just had some weirdass dreams again. people were trying to kill me again too. there were bombs and hugeass trees being cut down and...ninjas (seriously, the real scary kind) and...konnyaku?(it was set at some dinner party :P). har har.

anyways. only good thing is that every time after practice, walking around hills and stairs all day doesn't feel like a thing.

too bad ima fail my finalz.