I woke up thinking about flux integrals.
That's right--they're haunting me. I took the test today and it was like I wasn't even in that class all semester. The test was completely and utterly foreign to me, like on the first day of class. All I needed was an 80, but now I'll be lucky if I get that. I came back and no one was here to comfort me. Bonnie and Bridget went to get slurpees--without me!--and Cait was off with Brett. I had to drown my sorrows in cookies and AC/DC. I did some pretty awesome dancing, though.
Today has pretty much been a waste of my existence. We went to Kick and Sculpt with Marietta and got our asses kicked. It was quite obvious that I hadn't been to the gym in quite some time. We also weighed ourselves in the surprisingly luxurious locker room. We were all dismayed by the results--I somehow managed to lose weight, which just can't be normal. We decided that the only logical thing to do was to go to Chipotle. Much to my chagrin, my boyfriend wasn't working at the register. Talk about burn of my life--that was worse than failing my calc final. How am I supposed to get free food if he isn't at the register? He made us our food, and he no longer laughs at my tacos. He did, however, make fun of Bonnie, aka Rudolph, for her burnt nose.
We'll be watching Phantom of the Opera at midnight. Nevermind that I have to write three essays, two of which are about books I haven't finished yet. I lost all motivation after my last calc test, and prior to that it was greatly waning.
Random news from floor ten:
- Bow-legged was spotted in the hall last week without any pants on. Just there, in the hall, chilling in her underwear. Then, just yesterday, Stephanie walked into the bathroom and Bow-legged was in there, completely naked, checking herself out in the mirror. Stephanie ran away, but Bow-legged called her back to tell her, "I walk around the bathroom naked all the time. It's ironic that someone walked in on me now." Yeah, ironic. . .
- Bonnie, Bridget, and I will be forming an air band next year. We were listening to some tunes, Green Day to be exact, and Bonnie started dancing, as she is wont to do. She started playing air guitar and performing for her imaginary friend in the hallway. Her abilities are quite astounding. She plays a mean air triangle.
- Georgia was in the hall in her bra. (What is with the sudden nudity in the hallways?! Keep it in your rooms like Bonnie and I do!) This news isn't as shocking unless you know her, but it really alarmed everyone that was in our room who saw her. I mean, if you're going to start stripping in public, does it have to be in front of my door? Go to a bar or something.
Now I'm off to shower before the festivities begin. One last thing--to whom this may concern: my bridesmaids' dresses will most likely be pastel purple, there will be a million and one bridesmaids, and the position of maid of honor is already filled. You probably won't have to worry about any of this since I'm not likely to take a husband, but you can ponder that tonight before you fall asleep. This is what my sister and I discuss.
Nite!
bon bonn86: brridget16: allison was in her bra in the hallway??
bon bonn86: serious!
brridget16: bow legged's reach is far
bon bonn86: hahaha