I like my look today. I look very French today. I likes ze French.
Sooooooo the reason I pulled the all-nighter - actually, I didn’t intend to pull an all-nighter. I originally was just reading for my extremely late (still currently need to be done) essay in the library and I saw my friend Dracut there. Never heard of a city called Dracut before but, of course, it exists in the state of Massachusetts…
WAIT. Before I continue, I must mention that before all of the above happened, York came into the library in a suit. IN A SUIT. He had just flown in from his home; he went home for the weekend to attend his girlfriend’s homecoming.
HE WAS CLEAN-SHAVEN AND NOT HOBO-LIKE. I was with Worcester at the time and Worcester and I were CONFUSED.
Like, he and I couldn’t even comprehend York. He didn’t compute in our minds. It was a totally different York. We couldn’t stop laughing. He had the full suspenders and everything - I couldn’t handle it. He looked like he just walked off from Wall Street or something.
He went out with a bang - walking out of the library in a suit and talking over the phone…
Coooonnntinuing, I saw Dracut and his team waiting for the Husky Hunt Test to be posted.
AH, the Husky Hunt. So the Husky Hunt is an intense 24-hour long, Boston-wide Northeastern Scavenger Hunt. It’s so intense that you need to pass an entrance before you’re even able to participate in the actual Hunt. The prizes are ridiculous; they include a cruise, hundreds of dollars in airfare to anywhere in the US and other mysterious, ridonkulous things…
Alas, it was hilarious to watch Dracut and his team scramble over the test as it was released at midnight. I finished my reading while watching the chaos and entertainment that ensued in front of me. After I was done, I walked over to see how the team was doing and I ended up temporarily joining the team…
And we didn’t finish the 10 question quiz until 6AM.
I…I don’t even know why I even stayed in the library with them. My life doesn’t even make sense to me anymore.
I literally left the library, walked over to my dorm, dropped my stuff of, took a shower, got dressed, then walked on over to my 8AM Calc class.
Dear God, and I thought I was doing college wrong. #allnightersftw.
Continuing, because I didn’t sleep all night, I was dead and in pain the entirely day.
Oh! Also, San Jose took my advice and went to the health center for his abdomen pain and found out he had appendicitis. Yay, he took my advice! Let’s hope he gets better soon. He’s not in class right now because he really needs to get his pain medication.
How weird is it that we both needed to go to the hospital and such? Hilariously, I think we were competing on who had the worse incident. I still think I win - I have a lifetime debilitating disease. He just had his appendix removed.
But I digress, I’M IN SO MUCH PAIN. WHY. WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS GOD.
I’m scared to eat anything anymore. It’ll just cause me even more pain.
On a final note, I came back from English class, worried my professor would want a word with me because I still haven’t turned in my essay yet…
Oh! Surprise, surprise! We went over excerpts from past essays she thought that really good and a paragraph from my essay was in there! I’m quite proud of myself!
Continuing, I tried to leave as fast as I could but alas, I was the last one in the room with her when everyone left. She asked me how I was and I told her not too well. She asked me a few questions about college stress and monetary stress, which I wasn’t too bothered to answer. She told me how, if things get too rough, I do I have the option to withdraw from school, receive a refund on my tuition, and take a break to heal myself before everything gets to me and destroys me. Her son was also a former Northeastern student and he did the same when he had health trouble.
…is it terrible that I’ve been considering this? Just as a back up plan but still…
I’m not that crazy :( It’s easy to say I’m crazy but then you have to realize that Minnesota and I are half way across the country from each other…and texting/calling is the only way we can keep in each other’s attentions.
So I’m walking around in my “Let’s Fucking Rage” hoody and parents are still around. So many judgmental looks…
Bythewayyyy, have you heard?
IT’S THE START OF HUSKY HOT SEX WEEK ♥
Today’s seminar is the psychoanalysis of the sexual industry.