Tuesday Morning was not a typical morning for me. I am supposed to wake up at 3:45 in the morning but unfortunately for some reason, I wasn't able to. (Blames the stupid cellphone for not alarming) I would love to have a talking alarm clock that would bellow 'Nicole, wake friggin' up!' and wet me with water on my bed. Because I am a deep sleeper. I don't really wake up unless u pull my covers down. So much for that. Irish, Marcus and I woke up at around 5, which was supposedly our call time at the school lobby and it's the time when the bus would leave for the hospital. So, I am like Omigod, how the hell will I be able to survive this. Luckily, I was able to. Late for five minutes. I hate Tuesdays. And Wednesdays. I wish I would sleep that long, but there are a lot of stuff to do.
God, I have a last song syndrome and I don't even know the lyrics. It's Sandwich's popular song and I'm constantly humming it all day. Gah. Gotta get the lyrics and I can't wait to play it on the guitar. My semi-bleeding fingers are improving. Enough blogging for today. :)
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