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Haven't done nearly as much as I should've today. Still need to finish the reading for Writing and Lit tomorrow, though that'll only take a whole ten minutes total to go through both stories. No, I need to do a lot more practice programming, if I'm ever gonna be learning Java. Got my last quiz back today, and well, all I can say is that I've never been happier that the lowest grade gets dropped. It's my fault entirely, I didn't read up enough on switch and flip statements. Grarr. Ah, well...I did far better on my math quiz. So at least I didn't fuck that one up. That at least made me feel far, far better. At least I have one victory. But then again, I suppose the quiz doesn't count, either, as it'll just be dropped. Well, at least I can do better next time. There is always a next time. Or at least, when it comes to this.
Anyway, it's been a strange weekend. Friday was the memorial service for Kyle...and it was really hard to deal with. I wanted to be able to speak, yet coming down to it, I knew I couldn't handle it. It was bad enough having Lucas read the Buffalo story. I just didn't know what to say, y'know? His parents and younger brother were there, as well. They're such amazing people...I just wish more than anything that I'd've met them under better circumstances. Gahh...so much frustration.
Saturday was the Halloween party at Wendy's. Which was damned fun, even without drinking...but then, I really don't anyway, so I'm not missing much there. I went as the Sentinel, which for those of you who haven't seen it, looks like a hideous hunk of scrap metal. Basically, I ended up covering myself in tinfoil and wrapping paper. (Though from what I was told, I made a far better Sentinel than the original.) I wasn't downstairs for a lot of it, I mostly kinda hung out in the living room and ate candy, but it was still a great time just being out and around people from House.
Yesterday was definitely more relaxed...I went and saw I Heart Huckabees with Tom at the Little. Great movie. I didn't know exactly what to expect, I'd seen commercials for it, and read the review in the Artvoice. Unfortunately, that didn't explain much, so the only way I had to figure it out was to go, eh? Meh...but yeah, it rocked. Freshman evals also went on...I passed, and am now a full member of CSH. Rock. Honestly, though, I wasn't worried...I figured if people wanted me around, then I'd stay. If not, then I go. I really would prefer to stay (not that I need to worry about that now), seeing that House led me to find happiness on a level I've never known before with Mute. And dammit, I've depressed myself again.
Time to go back to listening to Radio-Sweden's P3 network. Got quite hooked on it during the summer, thanks in part to their habit of playing really awesome music from indie bands. It's also fun to confuse the hell out of people unfamiliar with the Swedish language. (I'm kind of a nerd when it comes to Nordic languages. Blame my fascination with Norse mythology for that one.)
Anyway, it's been a strange weekend. Friday was the memorial service for Kyle...and it was really hard to deal with. I wanted to be able to speak, yet coming down to it, I knew I couldn't handle it. It was bad enough having Lucas read the Buffalo story. I just didn't know what to say, y'know? His parents and younger brother were there, as well. They're such amazing people...I just wish more than anything that I'd've met them under better circumstances. Gahh...so much frustration.
Saturday was the Halloween party at Wendy's. Which was damned fun, even without drinking...but then, I really don't anyway, so I'm not missing much there. I went as the Sentinel, which for those of you who haven't seen it, looks like a hideous hunk of scrap metal. Basically, I ended up covering myself in tinfoil and wrapping paper. (Though from what I was told, I made a far better Sentinel than the original.) I wasn't downstairs for a lot of it, I mostly kinda hung out in the living room and ate candy, but it was still a great time just being out and around people from House.
Yesterday was definitely more relaxed...I went and saw I Heart Huckabees with Tom at the Little. Great movie. I didn't know exactly what to expect, I'd seen commercials for it, and read the review in the Artvoice. Unfortunately, that didn't explain much, so the only way I had to figure it out was to go, eh? Meh...but yeah, it rocked. Freshman evals also went on...I passed, and am now a full member of CSH. Rock. Honestly, though, I wasn't worried...I figured if people wanted me around, then I'd stay. If not, then I go. I really would prefer to stay (not that I need to worry about that now), seeing that House led me to find happiness on a level I've never known before with Mute. And dammit, I've depressed myself again.
Time to go back to listening to Radio-Sweden's P3 network. Got quite hooked on it during the summer, thanks in part to their habit of playing really awesome music from indie bands. It's also fun to confuse the hell out of people unfamiliar with the Swedish language. (I'm kind of a nerd when it comes to Nordic languages. Blame my fascination with Norse mythology for that one.)