Sundays Suck
I've been sitting by the light of my computer for the last 12 hours. I'm slowly going insane which is bad since I'm already slightly crazy.
CAPA questions up the wahzoo, and more studying to follow. I didn't even set foot outside this apartment. This is why I dislike Sundays. Catching up is a bitch, and you have nothing to look foward to except for a long week of school, you don't go to bed until late because you're on weekend time still..well I say 'you' but maybe I just mean, me.
Plus, I feel imprisoned because my room mate is avoiding me like I'm some kind of Outbreak monkey with Ebola virus. *sigh* I feel bad..and I don't generally feel entirely sorry..I mean I do feel sorry about some stuff but other stuff I am just holding a mad grudge and that's not me.I suppose I should build up some confidence, toss my pride out the window and have a sit-down. Times like this where I wish I had boy room mates.
Aside from drunken drama, I had a lot of fun this weekend.Got to party with my girls from UofM, and that always makes the weekend more interesting :) Saw some Hartland 2001 graduates and that of course is fun considering all the hot boys who graduated before us I automatically have crushes on simply because...they're older.Takes me back to young, school-girl crushes in Racquet Sports, Debate, and all those pointless electives that only the seniors took ;) Getting old is weird!
Got to hang out with the Campus Village kids due to lack of roomie-bonding. That was fun. Now I know why they never make it out of that place-they get too drunk! Off beer, too. Wow. That was a first for me.
As for now, it is time to buckle down some more. I actually don't have time to be doing this stupid journal but I needed a break and some venting..and I need a shower equally as bad.
Today is weird. I love and miss everybody there is to love and miss.
"How I wish you were here.We're just two lost souls swimming in a fishbowl year after year."
CAPA questions up the wahzoo, and more studying to follow. I didn't even set foot outside this apartment. This is why I dislike Sundays. Catching up is a bitch, and you have nothing to look foward to except for a long week of school, you don't go to bed until late because you're on weekend time still..well I say 'you' but maybe I just mean, me.
Plus, I feel imprisoned because my room mate is avoiding me like I'm some kind of Outbreak monkey with Ebola virus. *sigh* I feel bad..and I don't generally feel entirely sorry..I mean I do feel sorry about some stuff but other stuff I am just holding a mad grudge and that's not me.I suppose I should build up some confidence, toss my pride out the window and have a sit-down. Times like this where I wish I had boy room mates.
Aside from drunken drama, I had a lot of fun this weekend.Got to party with my girls from UofM, and that always makes the weekend more interesting :) Saw some Hartland 2001 graduates and that of course is fun considering all the hot boys who graduated before us I automatically have crushes on simply because...they're older.Takes me back to young, school-girl crushes in Racquet Sports, Debate, and all those pointless electives that only the seniors took ;) Getting old is weird!
Got to hang out with the Campus Village kids due to lack of roomie-bonding. That was fun. Now I know why they never make it out of that place-they get too drunk! Off beer, too. Wow. That was a first for me.
As for now, it is time to buckle down some more. I actually don't have time to be doing this stupid journal but I needed a break and some venting..and I need a shower equally as bad.
Today is weird. I love and miss everybody there is to love and miss.
"How I wish you were here.We're just two lost souls swimming in a fishbowl year after year."