Blaaaah!

A bag of candy sounded like a good idea two hours ago. Afterall, its good late night studying grub to grind on. Yeah, it sounded like a good idea. Now I feel like I am going to throw up (maybe its this stupid garbage I am studying though). I just had to go to the 4th floor of the library...I don't use elevators out of principle...the library has one stair case, its spiral with wedge-shaped stairs. This is easily the most idiotically designed building I have ever been in. It looks like a hospital room, everywhere is either too cold or too hot, there is not a single comfortable seat in the whole building. There are no independent study seats (this is important because I hate sleeping at a table with three people I do not know...but since there are no couches or comfortable seats on this entire campus sleeping on tables is compulsory). The staircase is like a gradual knee-injury...but the point is that my nausea from downing a bag of pure sugar has been brought to a climax by climbing up and down that dizzying staircase. Now I am tired, sick and at a wall for today so I want to go home...but I don't have one!! I have a couch in the dump I used to live in. My ex-roommates have a party or mini-party every single night, try sleeping in the very middle of that. People wonder why I would just come up with excuses to stay at other people's apartments while I lived here...