Why does this kid keep showing up?

Last night was the worst in months as far as sleep goes. I laid in bed rolling around and staring at the ceiling until 7am. I kept looking at the time and yelling at my self to fall asleep. It shouldn't be so hard! Perhaps I've formed a sleeping disorder?


I've decided to take Doddsypoo & Dez to the zoo in LA. That will be lots of fun, as if either of them has ever seen an animal as simple as a raccoon. We'll go see the beaches and walk around Hollywood too, if weather permits.


There is a kid in one of my classes, I'll call him Nick. Nick is really nice and sits next to me. We exchanged numbers so that we could share notes if need be. After the second day of class, Nick asks to "walk me to my next class." I know where class is, and I do not need assistance walking..but I'm nice and say yes. Nick has walked me to class every day since. I hate it. The other day, I did not attend our class. I stood outside my second class on the phone, and felt a tap on my shoulder. Behold! "Hi Nick. "(what the fuck are you doing here? I didn't even go to class today, and your car is not parked this way..you thought I wasn't coming to school at all today but thought you would walk over here just to see if I was around? That's cool. No way, totally not creepy. Thank God you showed up or I don't think I would have found my class without you!) Please stop. I don't want to be bothered.


I have a lot going on in my head and today was one of those days I just woke up pissed. I'm tired of living out in the sticks, so far away from all my friends. I'm tired of hour long drives to school and thirty minute drives for food. I'm getting cabin fever being in the house all the time because the dog is sick. I love him, so it's okay. Hopefully I'll sleep before 7am tonight.. crossing my fingers!


xo

No sleep, ever.

I really need to start sleeping the way normal people do. Not staying up until the sun rises, then sleeping a few hours before starting my day. Not that I truly mind it, but once 4am rolls around there is absolutely nothing to do.

So I woke up at my usual time and rushed to get to school. I had to bail on a philosophy class so that I could attend a "studying abroad" meeting. It was 75% useless, 25% useful. Won't know anything for sure until May or June, but should be studying in Australia in 11 months. Though I will surly be back for a visit before then ;)

Anyways, it was sunny and almost nice today. I've been back for a month now and the weather has been pretty shit with the exception of about 5 days total. I miss the sun and the beach, wtf is wrong with you lately California? I look better in the warmer seasons, I'm ready to wear shorts and tank tops every day.

It's 1am now, I'll be up for hours reading and skimming through chatroulette. Daniel Tosh's next episode of Tosh.0 will be featuring his experience on Chatroulette. Shit I wish I could have seen him on there, definitely would not have nexted him

Also! I'm picking up Doddsypoo and Dez from LAX on Friday morning. (Fuck off Friday LA traffic) It's supposed to be storming and rainy all day unfortunately. What kind of shit is that? I want them to have a good time! I'm not sure what there is to do, god I hate LA.

Fun photos?

I hate those birds. Some freaky ass shit, seriously.

I'm sorry to say that I hated Melbourne. It reminded me of San Fransisco without all the crazy people begging for money. The view was nice. I'll go back just for Erin.

Holy shit, holy shit.. I'm holding a koala.


Bondi. I'm really excited, and really tan.

Blog?

I never thought I would make a blog. My life is nowhere near interesting enough for people to have a desire to read about it. Though, before I left for Australia I thought it might be a good idea so my friends at home would be able to see what I was up to. (Isn't that what Twitter/Facebook are for)


Though, I guess this could be kind of nice considering my nocturnal sleeping habits. I'll post some pictures just for fun I suppose. The picture to the left was taken while I was in Brisbane.. I was shit on by a bird roughly 5 minutes after this. A lady at the park told me "it was good luck," who the fuck cares?! I just got shit on by a bird, my foot that's fuckin' lucky.

Maybe something interesting will eventually happen, and I'll have something to write about :)