I think I've given up on LJ.
I have had the worst headache combined with a really sore throat all day. It sucks. I refuse to go to the Health Center, because all they will do is charge me $10, give me an EPT and/or tell me exactly what I already know. And I won't go to the doctor unless I'm about to die. So now life just sucks for a little.
This may have been the result of going to see Bayside last night, which was fun, but not as great as previous shows. The Ottobar's a little sketch, and across the street is a randomly placed bench that has painted on it: "Baltimore: the greatest city in the world." Lolz.
The MCs are taken written in my apt, and we had to cancel tonight's stuff because Kristine had a seizure right before I came downstairs. This semester has been quite a shit show in terms of everyone's health. I can only hope we can prepare enough to keep the insanity to a minimum after Thanksgiving.
On top of all this, I have to teach twice tomorrow, and I am in no way excited about it.
I also have to miss the last marching rehearsal on Monday, and thus won't be able to watch everyone drunkenly try and stay on two feet at Chapel Field. I'll make up for it, rest assured.
Speaking of band, I hate it. I have absolutely no idea why I came back, other than for BH reasons. It's a waste of time. At least for me. And it does not help at all that our team is absolutely terrible. I don't even think I'll be sad during the last pregame. I just don't consider myself an actual member in band. None of the new men from my year except Bert are still around, and the fact that I never go to band nor do I care about it does not help at all. It's just a lot of lamesauce.
I would just like this semester to end. And maybe on a good note.
This may have been the result of going to see Bayside last night, which was fun, but not as great as previous shows. The Ottobar's a little sketch, and across the street is a randomly placed bench that has painted on it: "Baltimore: the greatest city in the world." Lolz.
The MCs are taken written in my apt, and we had to cancel tonight's stuff because Kristine had a seizure right before I came downstairs. This semester has been quite a shit show in terms of everyone's health. I can only hope we can prepare enough to keep the insanity to a minimum after Thanksgiving.
On top of all this, I have to teach twice tomorrow, and I am in no way excited about it.
I also have to miss the last marching rehearsal on Monday, and thus won't be able to watch everyone drunkenly try and stay on two feet at Chapel Field. I'll make up for it, rest assured.
Speaking of band, I hate it. I have absolutely no idea why I came back, other than for BH reasons. It's a waste of time. At least for me. And it does not help at all that our team is absolutely terrible. I don't even think I'll be sad during the last pregame. I just don't consider myself an actual member in band. None of the new men from my year except Bert are still around, and the fact that I never go to band nor do I care about it does not help at all. It's just a lot of lamesauce.
I would just like this semester to end. And maybe on a good note.