1132 hours / 26 weeks (approx. age of character) = 43.5385 hours per week
43.5385 hours / 7 days = 6.2198 hours per day.
Anyways. Fragmented post today.
After I made the previous post, I started feeling the pain. I got this silly idea to stop taking the massive ibuprofen they gave me (600 freaking mg) because it was making me sleep, hoo was that dumb. Had I kept taking it, I'm sure I woulda been fine. The day I came to school on my last few Vicodin was exceedingly fun, albeit bloody. The holes have sealed themselves up, which is kind of a weird feeling.
What was weirdest, though, was people telling me (and I got this from at least half a dozen people) that I was abnormally hilarious while on the Vicodin.
I don't feel like making a generic stuff-I-got-for-Christmas list because my Christmas SUCKED BALLS.
New years wasn't bad, I went around to a few houses and had awkward small talk with old people, and beat half of Gears of War at Daniel's house. I had fully intended to go to J-man Schultz's shindig, but totally forgot about it. For the lose.
Robotics starts today, meaning I have to somehow squeeze in sleep, school, robotics, and SK. For the curious, the game we're designing the robot for can be seen here. Looks like it's gonna be an interesting season.
My brothers moved back into my house, for a minimum of 3 weeks.
More comprehensive and interest posts to come later.
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