Test week is survived on a diet of cereal and Eggo waffles. Cereal for breakfast, followed by cereal with a side of eggo waffles for lunch, and that was the final straw. I drove myself to Taco Bell/Pizza hut to enjoy a nice big portion of Breadsticks, two hard tacos, two chalupa bajas. MMMMM, god damn, i never felt so good eating.

But alas, it's not over yet. That's why it's called test WEEK. Sonuva bitch.

What's in store for tomorrow? Wake up at 8 am to register for classes. Then, Communications quiz followed by Programming Language Concepts midterm. Nope, not done... to the library after that to find a book and do my midterm essay for african american studies. Then, go home and attempt to do some Programming Language Concepts homework. Both of which are due on wednesday. Somebody save me.

Why am I writing my blog at 2 am if I need to wake up at 8?

BECAUSE I'M A STUPID MORON.

But i'm a stupid moron with a birthday coming up.

Countdown to the greatest day in the world: SIX.