Siesta

"In the afternoon, you're out on the stone and grass, and I'm sleeping on the balcony after class."
- Vampire Weekend, Campus

I don't know how I made it through all of my classes alive today. I was dozing in the front row of my Poli Sci course and as soon as we were dismissed I headed all the way to the top floor of the building and settled into a squishy chair. I had an hour before I had to catch the bus to work. I set out my textbook, agenda, notes, and a highlighter and then curled up with my head on my coat. I figured it would look like I gave up on studying and took a nap instead. It seemed too embarrassing to be there for the sole purpose of catching up on the sleep I missed last night.

When my alarm went off, people turned to look at me. I wondered if I had been snoring, then sat up and felt the drool on my face, saw the spot on my coat. Sexy. I hope nobody noticed. I don't normally drool in my sleep.

It's fun to imagine though, me curled up on the chair, snoring loudly and drooling as everyone around me tried to study. Sorry guys. I had to recharge before work.

I'm doing an eight hour shift tomorrow, and then hitting up a new club (both new-to-me and new-to-the-city, as I have only been to two bars and this place only opened up this fall) for my sorority sister's birthday. I am hoping Wrecking Ball will come with me. I'd like to go to his place for some alone-with-him time. I don't know what I'm going to wear. Love might also be hitting the town; I have to remember to text her. Right now, though, I am going to sleep. Right this minute.