Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Running on the blue side of yesterday
Laundry. Yeah.

The school’s new machines somehow make doing laundry longer. Or maybe I make doing laundry longer.

Aye. I hauled a huge armful of dirty clothes along with two stuffed full bags down 4 flights of stairs to the basement, and it was then that I realized that I had forgotten the detergent. All the way upstairs. On the second floor. In my locked room.

No big deal. Went upstairs, came back down, sorted, and put to use three of the washing machines.

I was really tired, and sat down in one of the (really comfortable) chairs. I propped my feet up and was half asleep, half dreaming/imagining about what if there was a little drawer inside a large desk drawer, a “secret” one if you will, that would pull things of all sizes into a different dimension, and what if you got yourself caught in something like that? Would the other dimension be like the world you live in now? Would it be the complete opposite of everything you know, or would it be so different you couldn’t even comprehend it?; when something rather large scurrying on the floor caught the corner of my half closed eye and I squealed.

It was a cricket. A one legged cricket.

But goodness, that thing was at least 2 1/2 inches long. After I squealed loudly, it stopped in its tracks. I half fell out of my chair, and cautiously got closer, to get a better look at it, when it all of a sudden rushed towards me (Why?!?!? 0_o) and I zipped to the other side of the room.

I was mistaken. That cricket didn’t scurry, it freaking ran. Fast bugger, for only having one leg. *sweatdrops*

Having only enough money to dry stuff in one dryer for 60 minutes, I tried to cheat and stuffed the contents of all three washers into one dryer.

Needless to say, it didn’t quite work all that well. Or as much as I would have liked/hoped, anyways. =P

Hauled heavy damp laundry up the 4 flights of stairs at 2 something in the morning, down to near the end of the hall, unlocked my door, turned up the fan, and hung up/laid out laundry on all feasible surfaces/hangers.

Set my alarm early for class and quickly went to sleep.

Woke up when the alarm went off, and found that I could barely move. Granted, somehow I had managed sometime during the night to really wrap myself up tight in the bed sheet, but I felt so yucky-sick that I knew if I did manage to get up, it would be only to rush to the bathroom (in hopes the girl next door wasn’t using it, and she was, cause I heard the shower running.)

And so I missed class for the first time, and I feel really badly about it.

See, I am convinced that the events that happened concerning exclusively with the laundry mishaps happened because my reasoning and stuff was impaired by the onset of some yucky sickness, plus the fact I was really sleepy tired. I mean goodness; I don’t usually do stupid things like that.

And honestly, I’m not asking for commentary on that last sentence. Really. T_T

Turned off my alarm. I obviously fell back asleep again, cause I woke up again later at almost 2pm, and then felt really really guilty for not forcing myself to go to class. Yeah, I still felt really sick and very tired when I woke up again, but if my grades drop below a certain level, I lose financial aid, and I really really can’t afford to lose what I have. >.<

Ah well. It’s barely the first week of classes, so it shouldn't be all that hard to catch up.

Forced myself up, showered, and figured the way to Wal Mart, which took two different busses to get to and a whole lot of waiting for them. A really whole lot of waiting for them, cause I think that whole trip was most of my day. 0_o

Aye. The store ran out of some of the things I really wanted, so oh well. Guess that means.. I have to… make another trip. Later. Much later. Most defidently not tomorrow.

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