G.o.i.n.g..C.r.a.z.y.

Trying to study, but Jared keeps bombarding me with Ferrero Rocher chocolates. I normally wouldn't complain, but I'M TRYING TO STUDY. And just then, he recruited Glen (a friend of his who likes to throw wild parties - at our place! He wants to throw one next Saturday, but I'm not allowing him to) to knock on my door, throw a premixed shot at me, then close the door and run away.

GAH. Hands up anyone who wants to go back to the cold, scary, remote house with no internet? Because right now, I need to escape my housemates!

Scenic photos from our CB trip:

Edit: Great, 11:06 pm, and someone is pumping dance music... I KNOW IT'S FRIGGIN FRIDAY NIGHT, BUT IF YOU DON'T STOP, I'M GOING TO .........