I was this (-> <-) close from sleeping through class after my alarm went off... I layed in bed until 7:30a, which is when I finally gathered the motivation to drag my ass out of bed, tossed on some clothes, brushed my teeth, and ran to class. I actually got to class 5 minutes early, which afforded me enough time to go downstairs to the vending machines and grab a beverage. I got back, touched my usual sites and read my mail. I just got out of the shower, and was thinking about going back to bed, but I think I have decided against that. There is a party tonight celebrating Trouble's birthday, and I will probably go to that, because I haven't gotten to hang out with her much lately (cause I always talk my way out of going out with her). Stomach is growling... I will probably wait around until my roommate wakes up from his childlike slumber... My guess is that I have already woken him up and he is just trying to scrounge up a few more winks before giving in... I feel bad for having this 8am class, but there was nothing I could do about it... And it isn't like he hasn't woken me up before.. Normally I am the one with later classes. :P