Yeah...3 hours of sleep only. So those super antibiotics...yeah, they almost killed me. I wake up at 3am with this unbearable pain in my stomach and nausea...literally felt like someone was shoving forks into me and twirling it. So I look on the box and it says there's a 1% population that may suffer from those side-effects and reactions...explain how I'm so lucky that I fell into that 1%? You have a higher percent in winnning the stupid lottery...you don't see me winning. I sure love how I'm so lucky when it comes to areas like this. Was supposed to get rushed to the emergency room but you know how expensive that is? Whatever, I just dealt with the pain until having to leave for class. Ha, though the professor made a joke and said that when relationships go bad, you should be able to ask for a refund...that'd be nice. So on the way back, grandmas' and morons would cut in front of me slowwwww down...so I had to whip around and cut them off. While at the lot, this guy...no joke, looked like Malik from Real World (NYC) said out his window..damn you're rough...haha...yeah, I'm rough when it comes to bein in the RAAAHHH....