So Tired

Last night I pulled another Soc Theory paper out of my bum-bum in a few short hours. I passed out literally 2 inches from my keyboard at around 6am, so I didn't technically pull an all-nighter, but it was close enough. I actually didn't finish the paper until later this morning due to the fact that I didn't find the time to buy one of the theory books and had to borrow one last-minute.
Right now I just really want to get stoned enough to be completely out of my tree until dinnertime. But I might take a nap instead, which would be equally good.
Oh, college.

I have some thoughts about Freshman Buddy that I'd like to put out there for review.
We've made out twice. Both times I was black-out drunk and he had had quite a few himself. Both times I initiated the make out. Both times I apparently told him that I want to date him/ be in a relationship with him.
My only regrets about having him sleep over [literally sleep; nothing naughty going on] are that I think I might have been unintentionally messing with his feelings. He's way less experienced in the physical realm than I am and I sometimes worry that by getting all up on him I might make him think that there's something there that really doesn't exist. I "like him", sure, but I don't "like him like him."
Last night a few of us got together to play Cranium, smoke and get drunk [which is a great idea on a Sunday night when you have a paper due. Again: Oh, college]. After putting a dent in the very cheap rum provided, the group started talking about relationships. Someone brought up that making out and kissing are different things because a kiss means something, but making out doesn't have to. Freshman Buddy agreed vehemently because "how awkward would I be around JS if that wasn't true?" I laughed and also agreed because, well, it's true.
Later on in the night, though, Freshman Buddy posted a note on facebook in which he spilled some vague and depressed thoughts. I'm not entirely self-centered enough to assume that I was the cause, but I do have to wonder if I was some part of it.
I guess this is just another case wherein I have to sit back and see what happens.

For some lighter news-
Tomorrow is my school's annual "Spring Day." Classes are canceled, the school sets up a big carnival out on the quad, food is brought in from local restaurants, bands play all day, etc.
Of course the entire student body gets mind-blowingly shitfaced/high and runs around like idiots all day. And I'm serious when I say "all day." Last year I was stoned and drunk by 7am.
I can't wait!