Work is not so fun

I have a five page paper due tomorrow at five and I’ve written a page. This is not good. Fortunately I’ll have five hours tomorrow to work on it, but I still need to get the majority of it done tonight.

I woke up this morning, stood up, and the world started to spin. Apparently I partied a little too hard at bar night last night. Bar night was pretty fun, but I don’t remember anything really interesting happening. When I got back (around 3 am), I decided to visit my friend Jenna, who was sleeping at the time. Upon walking into her room, I realized this, and left. However, I miscalculated the strength with which I closed the door and it woke her up. So, Jenna storms into my room to bitch me out for waking her up. I run away, out the other door (my room has two doors), walk into her room again, and close the door after me. When she walks back into the room, I say “Boo!” and she freaks out. No hard feelings, though.