Just Sleep, Just Dream

I'm so sleepy right now. It's 8:00 on a Saturday night and I'm honestly considering going to bed. We'll see.

Yesterday was fun. I hung with some friends. We sat around and it was cool. Then we went over the levee again. We sat there for a while and talked. My roommate was extremely drunk. The whole night he was getting in people's faces and arguing. When it was time to leave, me and my friend tried to get him up the hill. As we started getting him up the hill, he spun away from us and fell face first into the concrete ground. As funny as it was, I was worried about him. He was moaning in pain and couldn't make out words. We sat there a little longer because we were afraid to move him. Finally we got him up the hill and walked back to the dorms. I laid him down in bed and he fell asleep. I waited an hour afterwards, just to make sure he was okay, then went to sleep. I woke up this morning and had to pee. I went to the bathroom and when I walked out of the bathroom door, I saw my roommate walking into our friends room. I followed him. He said he felt like he broke his shoulder, and that he didn't remember anything from last night. We told him what happened. I was relieved that he was laughing (and that he was making out full words). He said he needed to go to the hospital, so we showered, ate, then left. After spending what seemed like the whole day in the ER waiting room, my roommate was free to leave. We grabbed some much needed food, and came home. It feels good to lay down.

Last night some of us were talking and I was pretty surprised when they told me they thought I was a cool guy. I guess I figured I was just overlooked or something.

I actually feel like I fit in.

Skratch hasn't replied still.

Sour Altoids are too good.

I had Quizno's for the first time today. It was alright. I think I like Subway a little better.

The "positive" lyrics are coming along.