Live Like We're Dying

Who the hell stays up until 10 AM? Jay decided that she was going to get drunk last night. And that’s not that abnormal seeing as she does it every weekend now. But then she came in at 10AM making all the noise in the world. And to make matters worse, she called Pee at 7:30, drunk, talking about how she was at some dudes house in Midtown having breakfast. We were all freaked out that she had gotten raped or was in trouble but when we confronted her about it later she said it was an accident. There is no way that was an accident. She probably doesn’t remember calling. It’s really a damn shame. She used to be such a nice girl. We got to “live like we’re dying” not actually kill ourselves.

Finals are coming up and at first I decided that I would hole myself up and study for the next five days. But I refuse to do that. It’ll just make me depressed. And I need the distractions otherwise after a few hours I waste time. “Every second counts on a clock that's tickin'.” I’ll take all the distractions as they come. It’ll keep me on track. And I work better under pressure anyway.