School, and lack of awesome
It has been a week, and I have been going to UWSP. The classes are easily the same as Nicolet, both in difficulty level and moreso in sleep-ability. Nicolet classes were at least somewhat interesting. Jeesh. This whole college thing really is not impressing me. I just want to jump out my window and scream and run the hell away.
Luckily, I caught a ride up to Rhinelander (which sucks as a city as well, but...) so I was able to stay the weekend with Tyler and Luke in their apartment - and let me tell you, I can already tell these weekends are going to be absolutely priceless. I sat on the balcony until 4 AM with a cup of coffee talking with Tyler and let me tell you - there's no place I'd rather be. It makes life worth living.
Who needs parties, alcohol, large groups of loud, boisterous people when you have best friends?
At the moment, I can hear Luke snoring away on the couch since I believe he went to bed very very late..early? as I got up when it was rather light out this morning and he was still playing World of Warcraft, which confused me since he had Vent on and there were like 7 voices coming from the living room. Ah well.
Now that it is noon, noontime on Sunday, a sad time indeed, for I will have to be leaving in the span of a few short hours - but the knowledge I will be able to do it again next weekend leaves a vague lightness in my heart, hopefully enough to tide me through the next week, with lack of food and falling asleep in EVERY SINGLE CLASS included.
It will be an interesting semester. And by interesting, I mean largely terrible with a few tidbits of awesome.
I'm sure if I peeked in Tyler's room, he'd be sleeping in his boxer-briefs on his back/side and looking vaguely unamused at whatever his sleeping mind is conjuring up to pass the time 'til waking. A beautiful sight, to be sure.
But I won't. Because that's creepy. Creepy like Luke. He locked me in the bathroom with him and turned off the lights. I squealed. 'twas disturbing. He'd take pictures of me sleeping, I know it.
So I will refrain from being creepy, and stay in my room and listen to power metalz until one of the boys comes in here to interrupt my last alone-time I will have in probably more than 4 days.
Sigh. I wish people didn't bother me so much. I rant about them all the time, which is semi-annoying in itself. Hmph. I'll stick to being exclusively anti-social and just glare at all those ditzy girls who come to introduce themselves to me.
Rargh.
Luckily, I caught a ride up to Rhinelander (which sucks as a city as well, but...) so I was able to stay the weekend with Tyler and Luke in their apartment - and let me tell you, I can already tell these weekends are going to be absolutely priceless. I sat on the balcony until 4 AM with a cup of coffee talking with Tyler and let me tell you - there's no place I'd rather be. It makes life worth living.
Who needs parties, alcohol, large groups of loud, boisterous people when you have best friends?
At the moment, I can hear Luke snoring away on the couch since I believe he went to bed very very late..early? as I got up when it was rather light out this morning and he was still playing World of Warcraft, which confused me since he had Vent on and there were like 7 voices coming from the living room. Ah well.
Now that it is noon, noontime on Sunday, a sad time indeed, for I will have to be leaving in the span of a few short hours - but the knowledge I will be able to do it again next weekend leaves a vague lightness in my heart, hopefully enough to tide me through the next week, with lack of food and falling asleep in EVERY SINGLE CLASS included.
It will be an interesting semester. And by interesting, I mean largely terrible with a few tidbits of awesome.
I'm sure if I peeked in Tyler's room, he'd be sleeping in his boxer-briefs on his back/side and looking vaguely unamused at whatever his sleeping mind is conjuring up to pass the time 'til waking. A beautiful sight, to be sure.
But I won't. Because that's creepy. Creepy like Luke. He locked me in the bathroom with him and turned off the lights. I squealed. 'twas disturbing. He'd take pictures of me sleeping, I know it.
So I will refrain from being creepy, and stay in my room and listen to power metalz until one of the boys comes in here to interrupt my last alone-time I will have in probably more than 4 days.
Sigh. I wish people didn't bother me so much. I rant about them all the time, which is semi-annoying in itself. Hmph. I'll stick to being exclusively anti-social and just glare at all those ditzy girls who come to introduce themselves to me.
Rargh.