Friday, May 1, 2009

I am a zombie

You know you don't get enough sleep when you're walking through a propped-open door and shriek loudly when it starts to close on you...because it's actually an automatic door...and always has been. 

That was embarrassing. 

I just choose not to sleep. After radio this morning, instead of going back to sleep at 7 a.m, I went to the gym and then did nothing productive until my 11 o'clock class. I also do not take naps. I am physically unable. So, while my peers sometimes sleep through their 11 o'clock classes, I am usually up before 6, and spend my potential nap time staring at my journalism research paper or thinking about what to do with the numerous packages of Peeps that I've acquired but do not eat. 

I will probably try to get my friends to eat them, or we'll just stick them in a microwave tonight. 

Waaaayyyy better than studying. 

There's also a food drive going in my dorm, but I'm not sure if they'd appreciate receiving sugar covered marshmallow peeps. Other people are giving things like soup. You know, things with nutrition. 

Yeah, I don't know what that is either. I'm a college student. My two most highly consumed food groups are labeled "peanut butter sandwich," "noodle," and "non-sketchy grilled chicken."