Okay, so I totally just slept through Japanese. What an odd feeling. I woke up at 9:50 (class is at 10) and said, screw this, i'm sleeping some more. It's weird though because I got to bed before 1... but I am feeling a bit on the sick side, so I suppose sleep was what I needed. Last night Mike came by with some chicken soup and we ate chicken soup and played ping-pong... he killed everyone he played against, he's that good. i'm not. i lost almost every game I played... but perhaps I'll refine my "raw talent" in a few weeks... (yeah, right).
Oh well, I think I had better get my ass off to the 11:00 Japanese class, screw IHum...