Study, Study, AH!

"though it makes no sense to me"


Observations from lack of sleep (sheep):

I cut my hand on a dumpster today -- and I think my arm is going to fall off. Possibly.

There's a plant on the dresser next to me and I totally just thought I saw it move.

Britney G. just texted me, "old people burning... old people burning" So I texted back "Put yo' hands up!". Oh my.

Seriously, my arm feels like it's gonna falllll offfffffffff.

I just named the wall I'm leaning on Pete. Because he just looks like a Pete.

I really need to go pee -- but I'm trying to weigh my options here.

I am looking at a picture, drawn on a sticky note, of an octopus eating a shark.

Pete is uncomfortable.

Music! makes the people --- come together! Yeahhhh.

I really want fries. If someone were to ask me, "do you want fries with that?", I would answer, "You betchya!"

My teeth taste like Mountain Dew.

Arm... falling... off.

I wish this floor was a trampoline, then maybe I would actually study -- or something.

Sheep are not people, despite popular belief.

Plato hates art. Or hated art -- he's dead.

ARMS!

The End