apology, Katie, and autism

I finally wrote an e-mail of apology to Jack... I feel really bad to have made him feel so uncomfortable...
costume_freak came over for tea and homework today. It was really nice spending some time with her, even if we didn't get quite as much homework done as we would have wanted. I really need to find out about how roommate selection works for C.A.s, since if I'm selected as a C.A. for one of the apartments, we're thinking of rooming together. (In non-apartmetnts, C.A.s get their own rooms, but in apartments they share a two-bedroom apartment, and apparently they get to choose their roommate.)
I've been putting this off for a while now, but I want to talk about something that happened on Monday... I hadn't gotten much sleep that night. (Actually, I think I didn't get any...) So, I was working, when this weird loud air pump thingie went off. Now, it's not that bad, even though it's deafeningly loud. But the thing is... It kept on going on for around a minute, then stopped for maybe ten seconds, and went back on. At the time I was in back (where the machine is), and it started to get to me, so I went up front in hopes that it wouldn't bother me so much. Not only did it not work, but it started really freaking me out. Like, I was on the verge of crying - and everyone else was just like "eh, it's annoying, but whatever". I tried to find Gerry (the manager) to help me figure out how to fix it, and if he couldn't to ask him if I could go home for the rest of the morning, but I couldn't find him. So, I went back to the store to try to ignore it, and it didn't work. I left again to look for him, and when I got back it had stopped. Apparently it was doing that because one of the juice boxes needed to be replaced. Even after it had stopped, though, I was quite shaken up, but I got through the rest of the day.
So... What was wrong with me? Sometimes when I don't get any sleep I say that I'm "being autistic", because it feels like I can't handle too much sensory input. It kind of makes me wonder if the brain states of people on the autism spectrum and sleep deprived people are similar at all, or if they're similar symptoms and 100% different causes, or if I'm totally mistaken in thinking that this is somehow related to the experiences of people on the autism spectrum. (conuly, do you have any thoughts?)

And now I go back to my kanji worksheet.

boys are stupid

tsukikage85 (4:18:54 AM): *kisses you for a long moment, knowing I shouldn't*
RedClaw49 (4:18:59 AM): Hey now
tsukikage85 (4:19:00 AM): I'll talk to you later.
RedClaw49 (4:19:02 AM): On the cheek
RedClaw49 (4:19:17 AM): OK
RedClaw49 (4:19:19 AM): But Nastassja
tsukikage85 (4:19:25 AM): I don't kiss anyone on the cheek.
RedClaw49 (4:19:28 AM): OK
tsukikage85 (4:19:29 AM): Wakatteru... [trans.: I know]
RedClaw49 (4:19:34 AM): I like it..
tsukikage85 (4:19:42 AM): I won't do anything so stupid when you get back...
RedClaw49 (4:19:42 AM): *kisses you back*
RedClaw49 (4:19:47 AM): OK, here's a deal for you
RedClaw49 (4:19:56 AM): *squeezes your butt*
RedClaw49 (4:19:57 AM): We're even
tsukikage85 (4:19:59 AM): LOL
tsukikage85 (4:20:07 AM): literally
tsukikage85 (4:20:13 AM): you're such a dumb-butt

01133627420139

I've spent the last hour trying to figure out how to call Patrick, and in that time my phone card minutes went from 91 (or was it 71?) to 9.
SDhfjkasdhfjkashdfjkshad

[EDIT: I finally called it his parents (I hope I didn't wake them up - it was around 6:15) and figured it out: 01133627420139. Then I called and talked to him for thirteen minutes...
When there was one minute remaining, he finished his sentence which began "When I get back": when he gets back, he wants to go on a date with me. Like, a normal, non-steady date.
Oh god, I want to say yes... And it was his idea, although it might have been prompted by my saying that I really need to stop hoping. We both still love each other...
I think I'm going to agree to it, but under the stipulation that we wait until a month or two after he gets back, and preferably until after he goes on a date with someone else.]