september has begun.

#1 on the list of top 10 scariest/creepiest phone calls......

:::phone rings:::

hello?

hi lindsay, i just wanted to see you pick up your phone.

oooooh i love having internet in my apartment.... big grin.

new address, new phone number, new classes, new neighbors, new job, new start

that was a good one.

i prefer paper to keyboard. that's all the news i have for you now.

so yeah, i started my papers at 7 p.m. last night and didn't sleep at all... sat in this gross ass computer lab for over 12 hours straight before getting a bite to eat, then back here for 3 hours. annnnnnnd now i'm done with them allelejua talk to you later

who am i and why do i feel the need to update my blog 45 times a day? well i am back in the computer lab, still have a bit more to type and all. in the last 48 hours i have gotten 4 hours of sleep... the night before last we went to a club and i lost my key, so once 4 came around and we went home, i had to sleep on my friend's scary floor, very uncomfortable, and woke up at 8, hung over as hell, only to spend all day and all night (tonight/today) writing a stupid ass essay, which i shouldn't even be doing because it's freaking study abroad, but i really would have had finished had i not 1) updated my blog every 10 minutes 2) read everyone else's blog every 10 minutes 3) checked cnn.com every 20 minutes 4) tried to think of other websites that i habitually view but to no avail. so yeah, i've spent A LOT of the last 13 (?) hours or so that i've been here (minus the 1 hour breakfast brooke and i just consumed mmmm mmmm) doing anti-work, and probably only about 40% of my time doing or pretending to do work where as the other 60% i wasn't even pretending to work, so that's what's going on right now and the period goes here finally.

well looky here, it's now 6 am and i am still up, have been in this janky ass computer lab for... god, maybe 11 hours now? i don't know, it's all just chicken shit to me anyway. i think i'm just going to stay up for an hour and a half longer and catch the first round of breakfast. yeah, that sounds good.

ok it' 2:55 in the morning, i have just finished an 11-page paper, i have 2 papers yet to write, probably about 10 more pages or so. but you know why i REALLY love ireland? because i'm sitting in this god forsaken computer lab with a 2-liter of cider. no, not apple cider, the alcohol cider. which is 5.5% alcohol by weight, a whole 25% more than in beer. yes, i said 2 liter. yes, it's slowly being drunk (drank? what-ev) oh but just think i still have to write a whole fucking ten more fucking pages. aww crikey.