I Missed a Meeting

One of the perks of being me is that you get to experience the full spectrum of sanity. I never ended up getting sleep last night, due largely in part to my roommate's insistence that since going to sleep would cause me to not wake up, and he kept taking my pillows away, flipping my mattress, taking my blankets and, when I was on the couch, taking the cushions away. Just because it was 6am, and I hadn't made it to all my morning classes the previous two days before it because of alarm clock malfunctions doesn't mean that it would have happened again. So today I was completely out of it, very giddy according to Mark. But it was fun, especially the part where I took my math test. Or how about when I got my physics test back and corrections had already been posted so I couldn't do corrections? Anyways, being out of it means that nothing really hits you, so you're just like, "oh, it would appear that this happened," and you can continue smiling. It's quite fun to be crazy: like you're not yourself at all, but at the same time you are. After breakfast with Josh and classes and lunch I finally got to sleep about 5pm. This means that I fell asleep while sitting in Bob's bed watching Nick play Grand Theft Auto. So at 530 I woke up enough to walk into my room, set my alarm for 8pm so I could wake up and shower for my karate meeting with my group, and fell right back asleep. Lucky for me, things always work out in my favor. I woke up at 9:58. So...yeah I'd missed my practice for the final. And I wondered, "what! no! why?" and then I saw my alarm clock was sleeping in bed with me on my shirt. I had had the sense of mind to set my alarm, but then I didn't put it back on my desk before falling asleep, and since the wind-up alarm just has a little knob you push in to keep it from going off, this is undoubtedly what had happened. Dah! What makes it worse is that the people in my group consist of hot girls! The only time in the week I get to associate myself with their presence and I ruined my chances that I didn't already have. So now I get to just show up tomorrow and be like, "sorry I didn't make it guys," and that will be the end of that. They won't get the whole deal of how I remembered and tried and despite my efforts, I still let them down like it was my business. In the words of Mark, "it was destined to happen." Destiny is such a load of crap and I don't want to hear about how I got screwed over for the millionth more time because of destiny. It wasn't fate that I got my alarm clock that never wakes me up; it just happens that my mom spotted a nine-dollar shiny thing in Walmart and decided that it would be a great thing to give Casey for college. End of story. Fate was not involved. Point is, even though it might be nice and comforting to think that the reason bad things happen are because they were fated and there was nothing I could have done to make them occur otherwise, in my opinion, that's a load of crap; there's always something you could have done different. As my friend ben says, "nothing happens for a reason, one just makes up a reason for each happening." On another note, something that bugs me, other than the fact that I have a test and my karate final tomorrow, is I don't know how to punctuate. I can never remember when to use a comma versus a semi-colon or a colon or when I should just make them different sentences. All I can remember about puntuation was from 11th/12th grade (they were one year for me) English with Mr. Moore. I remember something about if two sentences are linked then you use a semi, but you also have the option of just making them separate sentences. Then there was something like: if you're going to begin a list you use colons. Sometimes, when you're stressing a few brief really important words you lead up to it with a hyphen, and that just adds one more element to the equation of confusion. At this point, I have no idea whether I'm doing any of this punctuating correctly and every couple minutes I keep running into another instance where I don't know how to puntuate and I just guess and keep going. I have enough trouble trying to remember where to insert commas. I don't think I should be messing with all this extra semi-colon/colon/hyphen punctuation crap. Writing would be so much easier if I just knew the basic mechanics of how to punctuate. So hopefully when I'm in writing II next semester I'll get to solve this mystery and the dark cave that is my knowledge of punctuation will be enlightened, or something of that nature. Time to get some sleep. True, it's always a good time to get some sleep, but 420am is probably "more gooder" and highly qualified for the position of good times to be sleeping. I need rest though, seriously. Wish me luck on my tests and final and such. (If you don't, I will cast an evil spell upon you.) Toodle.