Happy birthday Alexander Keith, I'll probably drink way to much of your wonderful ale tonight.

So I almost started writing the other night when I couldn't sleep but then I didn't because I forgot where I was in the novel. Instead I just wrote a 1000 word description of about 10 minutes of walking around the halls. I even threw a hamlet quote in there because I wanted it to be exactly 1000 words. I probably should have did something productive like write a poem or something, but the time wasting diary thing seemed like a better idea. Maybe I can repeat the stuff I did in it to get back in a writing mood lol.

So the reason I'm awake isn't to celebrate Keith's birthday, but because the fire alarm went off at 6:30 and me and a bunch of other people decided making coffee and staying awake would be a better idea than going back to sleep. I'm going to eat breakfast in a few minutes, but I felt like writing a random journal thinger so here I am lol. Oh and almost all the people that live around me slept through the fire alarm too so yeah that was pretty cool considering I sleep like a log. So it's light out now so that's pretty awesome. I may blare Happy Birthday at 8:00 since I shouldn't get a noise fine then (but I might anyway, who knows. Anyway breakfast calls.

University is awesome.

Biggest birthday party ever tonight.

Awesome.