Last night just wouldn't seem to end. When I got home from work I got a phonecall from my mother that really, put me in a shitty, stressed and upset mood. It does involve someone back home and I don't want to get into that part. Anyway, I go home and I'm loudly freaking out into the phone when I notice my roomate Emily passed out on the couch with her blanket over her, dead to the world. Not long after that Michela comes in saying that Emily disapeared from the Pub bash on campus and nobody knew where she went. Shortly thereafter a whole shit load of people come in with Jessica and Katrina, and we had a mini party, Emily didn't walke up for about 2 hours. After hanging out untill 3 or 4 it ended up with Katrina getting ready for bed, Jessica talking on the phone and Emily, our friend Joe and I hanging out reading myspaces and such. That is when one of our guy friends from downstairs (Julian pronounced hoo lee on not my boyfirend) shows up.
At first he was fine then Katrina followed him out, she came back crieing and a few minutes later he came up wanting to beat the shit out of her. It turned into a bunch of us attemping to keep them apart and the two of them egging eachother on. Katrina threw a unopened beer can at him and he pushed her into the wall. What finally got him out was Joe putting him in a half nelson and directing him. He attempted to get back in about 3 times and in the first round of storming in he threw his ipod against the wall.
After that Chris, who was key in calming Katrina down and had a major pinched nerve in his back from a fall that evening, cut his finger so bad that he lost his fingerprint and when he went to the ER with Jessica and Alfanso. They couldn't stitch it togeter so the had to shock it in order keep the bleeding to stop. I ended up going to bed around 5 or 6 and got up at 11. Luckilly my class starts at twelve, but I am still exhasted and I have to work tonight from 6-11:30. WTF!!!