in need of sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep

hey ya'll
SO I recently started university! Pretty exciting shit. I get to commute from home every day and learn cool things about different political ideologies and all kinds of fun stuff. Unfortunately for me, I also have to take a Computer Applications course. You may not know this, but I am decidedly terrible when it comes to working with computers. Seriously, my talents are limited to email and blogging, not much else.
Now I'm sitting in the 'university center' eavesdropping on conversations. I've just learned that the girl with the dirty hair at the table next to me can convince anyone to get her a free drink. For real, the manager at 'The Ranch' bought her a shot last night because she told him he had good 'barstaff'. Her group of friends have now just been informed in an obnoxiously nasally voice that her boyfriend is a 'metal-purist', but that she is slowly changing that. She also only drinks Canadian beer. Wonderful.
Last night I decided to go to bed at a good time, as I have to work long hours in the coming days, so I decided I needed a solid few hours to recharge my batteries. My plans were thwarted however, when some group of my neighbors decided that midnight was the best time to start a party. Maybe I'm a old soul, but SHUT THE FUCK UP. They were screaming, laughing, having a grand old time in their backyard. After an hour of lying and listening to their various drunken conversations, I flicked on my desk lamp and scrounged through my shelves for a notebook that would still contain a few blank pages. Once one was uncovered, I scrawled out some lyrics that apparently had been fermenting in my head while I tossed and turned in the dark.
Once they were completed, it was about 2 am. I tossed the notebook on the floor and collapsed back into bed. Due to the absence of backyard partiers, I fell asleep almost immediately. Awakened only 6 hours later by the sounds of Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band by the Beatles, I clicked off the radio alarm, and slowly made my way to where my notebook lay open.
Those are some fucked up lyrics.