Blargh.
I was writing my fucking entry and then it went fucking backwards in the browser and erased it all.
I hate my computer. I didn't mean that. Shhhh...don't cry beautiful computer. I...
Sorry.
Anyway. I'll give you the gist, since I don't feel like rewriting everything: I have alot to do this week. I get two exams back, hopefully. I failed my anthro exam, and now I'm highly paranoid about every test I take. This is part of the reason I'll be renegotiating my contract.
Robert leaving for Iraq is the main reason I don't just want to skip to summer break. Nobody knows when he's leaving anymore, and it's driving me nuts. There's a chance he'll leave in chance to get back for Christmas, and then there's a chance he'll leave and not get back until Valentine's Day. Then there's also a chance they'll go this one time and never go again. Not holding my breath for that one, but it's a nice thought.
Doing room draw on Tuesday. Room draw is basically where you pick your roomates, sign a few sheets of paper, and get a chance to pull a room for the following year. We're all going for Dort.
I also realized that my name and the names of my roomates (Naomi, Maia, Arianna, Jennifer) sound as if we should not only be ridiculously hot (which is not to say that we aren't, mind you), but also incredibly snobby. Like we should be talking about how it's almost time to pull our Lambourghinis out of our garages and drive around throwing things at poor people.
"Like, oh my God, you guys! Major cris-ola! I need these breast implants, and the doctor won't give them to me! What should I do?"
"He can't, like, do that can he?"
"Oh. My. God."
"Arianna...cha...do what we all do! Buy him out and make it so that he's working for YOU!"
(silence. Then:)
"Oh my GOD, Naomi. No wonder you're the smartest one of all of us."
"I know."
(We all have a group hug that is totally devoid of one thought between us.)
Okay. I'm done. But it was a funny idea. If I get my cog psych exam back, I'll let y'all know.
ME