14. One Weekend

Alright, I thought this through and I am going to tell you all about an experience that I had a couple of weekends ago. Thursday morning at 12:10, I went and saw "New Moon" and I was out till 3 AM. "Lovely," I thought, "I get to have three hours of sleep and then wake up and go to eight o'clock class." And I did just that. Then Friday after I finished up my classes at one that afternoon, I took a three hour nap, I woke up and went over to my friend's place, where she had asked me to help her get ready for her date, which I did help her. She happily went out on her date promptly at seven o'clock that evening. Remember, seven o'clock pm, it's important. My other friend was a work until 11 and so I went back to my apartment and did some mindless things until my friend returned home from work. When she did come home from work, we popped in "He Just Not Into You" and my friend and I fell asleep within the first twenty minutes. I slept till one thirty am and woke up to see if my other friend had returned home from her date, I discovered that she had not, and I freaked out, and then went back to sleep. Then then my friend's (the one I was watching the movie with) roommate came in and woke me up at two thirty am, and she said that my friend on a date had not come home yet. So at that point I went back to my apartment to sleep in my nice warm bed. I was woken up once again at four forty-five am, to my phone ringing. It was none other than my friend who had been on a date, she needed a place to stay since she didn't have her key and she was locked out. I let her in and then we both went to sleep.
It was the worst night for sleep in the entire world. When I added up all the sleep that I got, I got about twelve and a half hours, but it was not good sleep. So all of Saturday, I was the grouchiest person in the entire world. All thanks to my friend!