die jiminy, die

i hate consciences. i thought mine had died a peaceful death years ago, chained into a refridgerator box that i dropped in the ocean, but i guess it learned how to swim, cuz this morning it forced me to go to class on only a couple hours of sleep. i turned off my alarm, did everything i could to sleep through class, but i still woke up. and once i did that, the fucking cricket decided i might as well go to class. asshole.
anyway, the reason i got so little sleep last night is kinda pretty much jaya's fault. and now she's going to kill me for that comment. oh well. see, after we got back from the library last night (first time i'd been there too), we decided to watch "dressed to kill", since i had not seen it and she was hopped up on caffeine and very hyper. that was a good time, eddie izzard is hilarious. stacey had to come and tell the three of us to keep it down, cuz it was 1 in the morning, but it was hard, he's just so funny.
after finishing the movie, i went back to the room, figuring i'd listen to a little music and fall asleep. instead, i got into a discussion about friendship with jaya, mainly trying to figure out how exactly we became such good friends. for she really is pretty much my best friend, probably i'm closer to her than pretty much anyone i've known, and i've only known her for like five months. but already i can tell her things i wouldn't tell anyone else. perhaps it's due to the fact that we're so alike. i mean, we joke about being twins, but we really could be. we think so much alike, sometimes it's almost scary. i'm already kinda dreading summer a little, not being able to hang out like we do here. i am going to have to get to new york, no matter if i have to walk the whole way.
ok, so my roommate just got up and decided to put up the shades and let in daylight, so i have to go hurt him. then i think it's time for a nap, since i've fallen asleep twice while writting this.