Z's Escape Me

I. Am. So. Tired.

After today, I will officially be done all my assignments (yay!) and start studying for finals (boo!). I am severely lacking in sleep because it is impossible to sleep any earlier than about 12:30 a.m. The people next door were whooping and laughing and cheering and shrieking into the wee hours of the morning (ON A WEDNESDAY NIGHT) and Kitty decided she would stay up with her 5000-watt lamp on and munch loudly on cookies.

To top it all off, she decided to get up at the crack of dawn and do her laundry. This would have been fine by me. I do laundry in the morning too (there's a smaller chance of someone taking all your stuff out and stealing your machine). But when I get up early, I try to leave the lights off as long as possible because Kitty's still sleeping. For some unknown reason, Kitty decides to turn on that horrific 5000-watt lamp again and LEAVES IT ON while she goes to the laundry room. So I was up at 8 a.m. when my class starts at 11:30 a.m. Why? I too would like to know.

I just realized that all of you are probably tearing out your hair and ready to kill for my 7.5 hours of sleep but I'd like to point out that I am not a night person. I need my sleep and it needs to start at 11 p.m. for me to be a cheery, radiant creature in the morning. Don't blame me, blame my circadian rhythm (think of it as a body clock).

I can't wait until Christmas so that I can go home and sleep whenever I want as long as I want in my own bed!

This is what I want for an early Christmas present:

• I want exams to be over but I don't want to write them.
• I want to find the Fieldhouse. I had no idea we had a Fieldhouse and I've never set foot in it. But I feel like I should find it soon because all my exams are going to be written in there.
• I want a large metal pot and a large metal lid so I can wake up at about 6 a.m., burst into the room next door and clang it over their heads just to give them a taste of what I feel every night when I want to be sleeping.
• I want a set a wire clippers to finish off Kitty's lamp once and for all! And when I have had my sweet revenge on its incessantly bright bulb, I shall fling it into the dark abyss!

I feel like I've been relatively good all year. I held the door open for an old lady the other day. So if Santa knows what's good for him and his gelatinous beer belly, he'll use the overnight shipping service.

Before I get back to my riveting life, I felt obligated to share some words of encouragement.

Study hard!

There. I was going to go with the usual "Good luck on finals!" but Vladimir Putin says "Fools are lucky. We work day and night." I have a soft spot for that dear old Russian so no luck for any of you! You're welcome.