PChem fail and Bed-cest
13 years ago
General
So Tuesday and Wednesday were a big 'ol fail session for me. First I realized that I forgot to pay my rent and had to rush a check over to the office. Then I was running late for going into work to give back my laptop and lose even more hope of ever getting my thesis done. (whole other story there) Then my physical chemistry report turns into a pot of fail because it wasn't working because our UV spectroscopy unit gave us crappy values because the prof didn't know what he was doing. The report didn't work at all because the numbers turned negative and they couldn't be negative...long story again. Anyway! I ended up sleeping for like 3 hours and the whole evening my two friends were telling me about how awesome the sex they were having was and that I was invited to come over, but I couldn't because I was working on the freaking lab report! Ahhhh!! Then the best part! I was running late and had to frantically hurry up to school to get to the lab (which I was 20 mins late to) had been canceled! (and I didn't know until I went looking for the class for 30 minutes v.=.v)
So after my massive string of failure I went back to my apartment and got lunch (first meal of the day) and put sheets back on my bed, took a shower (I'm a terrible person because it was the first one in 3 days and I hated myself for being so filthy) which felt AMAZING then took some very sleepy steps to slip into my fresh and clean bed and promptly fall asleep for the night at 6pm. It was nearly orgasmic. Then, this morning when I woke up at ~8:30a I still didn't want to get up yet and I laid in bed for half an hour, giving it a big hug, and confessing my love for it. I know I'm weird but it gets weirder. I then explained that even though I loved him, (yes I called my bed a him) his brother was better. I loved both of them, but his brother (my bed at home, which is an actually bed instead of an air-bed) was more comfortable and squishy. However, if his brother was here I would never go to class. So apparently I'm now in a semi-incestual polyamorous relationship with my beds. AND I AM PERFECTLY OK WITH THIS.
Sorry about this random journal, but this is the funny (to me) and stupid stuff I have have happen in my life and I felt like sharing. Have a good day Everyone!
So after my massive string of failure I went back to my apartment and got lunch (first meal of the day) and put sheets back on my bed, took a shower (I'm a terrible person because it was the first one in 3 days and I hated myself for being so filthy) which felt AMAZING then took some very sleepy steps to slip into my fresh and clean bed and promptly fall asleep for the night at 6pm. It was nearly orgasmic. Then, this morning when I woke up at ~8:30a I still didn't want to get up yet and I laid in bed for half an hour, giving it a big hug, and confessing my love for it. I know I'm weird but it gets weirder. I then explained that even though I loved him, (yes I called my bed a him) his brother was better. I loved both of them, but his brother (my bed at home, which is an actually bed instead of an air-bed) was more comfortable and squishy. However, if his brother was here I would never go to class. So apparently I'm now in a semi-incestual polyamorous relationship with my beds. AND I AM PERFECTLY OK WITH THIS.
Sorry about this random journal, but this is the funny (to me) and stupid stuff I have have happen in my life and I felt like sharing. Have a good day Everyone!
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And I was wondering why your homework was jacked up.