School started yesterday.
All my books are at my parent’s house, three hours away. Fuck.
I also found out this morning that, while living next to the Armory means you don’t have any weird neighbors to worry about, it also means you’ll wake up at 6:00am some days to the sound of the ROTC doing warm-ups.
On another note, it’s a very dear friend’s birthday tomorrow! In celebration, we’re planning on beginning to drink at 4:00 in the afternoon today.
Because that’s what classy people do.