it's way too early to call you

"You're my friend from across the ages, so I can say anything to you and you understand. Isn't that weird?"
"That's not weird. It's completely normal."
"You're right. You're normal. I love you."

I woke up at 7:32 to a call from Austin. He's going to work something out so we can hang out next week when he's home. If this were a movie, it wouldn't happen. We'd go on forever almost seeing each other and then, something would keep coming up to get in the way, we'd keep talking on the phone every so often and years and years would go by until we almost forgot about each other, and THEN we'd accidentally meet somewhere and fall madly madly crazily in love... or something. I hope I don't have a movie life though, because I want to see him soon.

My sleep schedule's all messed up. I didn't sleep at all at all Wednesday night. I started falling asleep yesterday while doing my drawing homework, so I gave myself a 30 minute nap (and when I woke up and jumped down from my bunk bed, I may or may not have twisted my ankle). In Art History, I had to write to stay awake, so when I got home from class at 7 I went straight to bed..... and slept for twelve hours. Oof-da

My room-mate's never here anymore. Her boyfriend moved to Milwaukee a month or two ago, so she's there all the time. That's cool, I guess, but I also feel like he should kinda make some friends of his own, his own age, in the city. Otherwise I'm fully okay with it.

Whomp whomp whommmmmp, I still feel tired.