Ivey's Crazy

So I woke up yesterday morning at 8:30 to the sound of coughing. Like super loud hacking gross sounding coughing that awoke me from my slumber. My roommate was in the bathroom, puking I believe. I'm not quite sure I just assumed. I thought to myself "Aww %^$@ does she have the flew? If so, am I screwed. I didn't get the shot!!!" I rolled over and went back to sleep. Waking up many hours later. 2pm I think it was, as I don't normally roll out of bed until that time. I got up and walked out into the hallway. ~Silence~ I walked down the hallway to my roommates room. ~Silence~ She wasn't there.

I then preceded to the kitchen and T.V. room. She wasn't there. The coffee pot was left on still full. I thought to myself... "what happened... is she dead??"

I decided to do the dishes and watch some movies. She ended up returning around midnight. The night before she returned around 7, eyes blood-shot. And the night before hadn't returned at all. I asked her what's up.

She said, "Ivey" They have these 48 hour report things that keep these kids up for 48 hours straight, and on top of that case studies that take like 5 hours each to do. There is no way I could do that. I love my sleep time.