Can't wait til the semester's over
Believe it or not, only having one class really sucks. You get bored easily. Day after day I get up and just take my time with everything. I sit on the couch with my computer and the TV in front of me. When I feel the need, I run errands or clean. It gets old. I never thought I'd look forward to this summer where all I'll do is work. I'll work every day if I have to. I fucked myself over this year. But at least it's almost over. After this I can go back to being normal. Next year it'll be Melissa that sits around the apartment cleaning and whatever. And this summer she'll be all by herself. And she'll get to see how incredibly lonely it gets. I feel sorry for her. But maybe she'll finally see why I always want to be around my friends in the evenings.
I have 14 hours next semester. I think I'm going to enjoy being a psych major. Even just because I don't have to take 17 or 18 hours every semester for as long as I'm here. I could have added on an extra class, but I decided not to. 14 hours will be a big shock compared to 3 hours that I'm at now. Plus I'll have band (possibly being a section leader) and Biology and Psych Stats. Math and Science on top of band after a year of no classes really. Yeah, I think I'll be pretty busy. But I'm looking forward to it. I won't be as social as this year since I'll be living off campus with Melissa. (I doubt anybody will come over really.) So I won't have really any distractions. That will be nice. My biggest thing will probably be Preston. I'll have to make sure I don't go back the way I was with him. Staying up all night and sleeping all day. As fun as that was and all. But I think me and him have grown up a bit this semester. But we'll see.
Sooooo....after work I get to head back to Rose, take a shower, eat lunch, and pack. This afternoon, Ed and I will head to Birmingham to meet my parents. Ed's Christmas present to them (and us) was tickets to see Spamalot. So my parents got reservations at Embassy Suites (NICE) so we don't have to drive all night back to Tuscaloosa. I'm looking forward to it. Ed loved Spamalot when he saw it last year. I think it'll be great. And then I'll get to sleep in a nice, big bed tonight. No sleeping on the floor for me! Sucks being the youngest when the family gets a hotel. The youngest gets the floor. Oh well.
God, I need an energy drink so bad. I tried to get sleep last night, but I couldn't fall asleep or stay asleep. I couldn't fall asleep right away because I started thinking about the crap from when I was a kid that's fucked me up so bad in the head. And I started to get a little emotional, so I went to the living room to watch TV until I was extremely tired. I think I finally fell asleep around 1. But I woke up at 3-something. Then I woke up again at 5:30 because I had a really bad nightmare. It really freaked me out somehow. I think it was because I watched A Haunting for the first time in a while yesterday. But the dream started with me in my room at Rose. Melissa walks in scared, saying that she thinks there's an evil spirit or something in our place. And since Melissa is into that kind of stuff, believing in ghosts or whatnot, I just kind of went along with it just to calm her down. I didn't really believe her. But I had a small little bottle of holy water that I brought back from Mobile, so I starting sprinkling randomly around. I did it in my room, the hallway and then in the living room. But then I ran out. So with what was left on my fingers, I blessed myself and then Melissa. But then when I did it to Melissa, I all of a sudden got terrified and so did she. We ran to the couch and covered ourselves with blankets. And I was just curled up there shaking. Then I heard Melissa yell "LANDON!" and then I heard Landon screaming. Then I saw a shadow pass over me and stop right in front of my face. And that's when I woke up. It doesn't sound like much, but that dream scared the crap out of me. I was afraid to get out of my bed, but I was also afraid to fall back asleep. So I turned on the TV and watched it a little and finally after a while I convinced myself to get a little more sleep since I had to wake up at 6:30 anyway. Now that I think back on it, I don't think the whole "ghost" thing was the part that scared me. I think it was that I 1. hadn't had a dream that I remembered in a long time. and 2. I had no control over this dream. I almost always have control over my dreams. I can stop, rewind, and change things as much as I want. But this one just went. Yeah, I think that's the part that freaked me out the most. Even most of my nightmares I have control over. But not this one. Yeah, I think I'd like to go a while without having a memorable dream again.
I hate having my crush on boy. I tried so hard to stop. I tried to be mean to him and everything. I was a bit bitchy at times. And for a while, I thought it worked. But no. I still have a pretty decent crush. And it sucks. But whatever. I guess I'll just learn to deal with it. I pray every night that I'd stop liking him. It's kind of stupid to pray for something like that, but I don't care. So I guess we'll just see where this goes. It's not like it's a big deal or anything. It doesn't run my life. It's just a little something extra on the side. It's cool.
I have 14 hours next semester. I think I'm going to enjoy being a psych major. Even just because I don't have to take 17 or 18 hours every semester for as long as I'm here. I could have added on an extra class, but I decided not to. 14 hours will be a big shock compared to 3 hours that I'm at now. Plus I'll have band (possibly being a section leader) and Biology and Psych Stats. Math and Science on top of band after a year of no classes really. Yeah, I think I'll be pretty busy. But I'm looking forward to it. I won't be as social as this year since I'll be living off campus with Melissa. (I doubt anybody will come over really.) So I won't have really any distractions. That will be nice. My biggest thing will probably be Preston. I'll have to make sure I don't go back the way I was with him. Staying up all night and sleeping all day. As fun as that was and all. But I think me and him have grown up a bit this semester. But we'll see.
Sooooo....after work I get to head back to Rose, take a shower, eat lunch, and pack. This afternoon, Ed and I will head to Birmingham to meet my parents. Ed's Christmas present to them (and us) was tickets to see Spamalot. So my parents got reservations at Embassy Suites (NICE) so we don't have to drive all night back to Tuscaloosa. I'm looking forward to it. Ed loved Spamalot when he saw it last year. I think it'll be great. And then I'll get to sleep in a nice, big bed tonight. No sleeping on the floor for me! Sucks being the youngest when the family gets a hotel. The youngest gets the floor. Oh well.
God, I need an energy drink so bad. I tried to get sleep last night, but I couldn't fall asleep or stay asleep. I couldn't fall asleep right away because I started thinking about the crap from when I was a kid that's fucked me up so bad in the head. And I started to get a little emotional, so I went to the living room to watch TV until I was extremely tired. I think I finally fell asleep around 1. But I woke up at 3-something. Then I woke up again at 5:30 because I had a really bad nightmare. It really freaked me out somehow. I think it was because I watched A Haunting for the first time in a while yesterday. But the dream started with me in my room at Rose. Melissa walks in scared, saying that she thinks there's an evil spirit or something in our place. And since Melissa is into that kind of stuff, believing in ghosts or whatnot, I just kind of went along with it just to calm her down. I didn't really believe her. But I had a small little bottle of holy water that I brought back from Mobile, so I starting sprinkling randomly around. I did it in my room, the hallway and then in the living room. But then I ran out. So with what was left on my fingers, I blessed myself and then Melissa. But then when I did it to Melissa, I all of a sudden got terrified and so did she. We ran to the couch and covered ourselves with blankets. And I was just curled up there shaking. Then I heard Melissa yell "LANDON!" and then I heard Landon screaming. Then I saw a shadow pass over me and stop right in front of my face. And that's when I woke up. It doesn't sound like much, but that dream scared the crap out of me. I was afraid to get out of my bed, but I was also afraid to fall back asleep. So I turned on the TV and watched it a little and finally after a while I convinced myself to get a little more sleep since I had to wake up at 6:30 anyway. Now that I think back on it, I don't think the whole "ghost" thing was the part that scared me. I think it was that I 1. hadn't had a dream that I remembered in a long time. and 2. I had no control over this dream. I almost always have control over my dreams. I can stop, rewind, and change things as much as I want. But this one just went. Yeah, I think that's the part that freaked me out the most. Even most of my nightmares I have control over. But not this one. Yeah, I think I'd like to go a while without having a memorable dream again.
I hate having my crush on boy. I tried so hard to stop. I tried to be mean to him and everything. I was a bit bitchy at times. And for a while, I thought it worked. But no. I still have a pretty decent crush. And it sucks. But whatever. I guess I'll just learn to deal with it. I pray every night that I'd stop liking him. It's kind of stupid to pray for something like that, but I don't care. So I guess we'll just see where this goes. It's not like it's a big deal or anything. It doesn't run my life. It's just a little something extra on the side. It's cool.