She don't think straight.
I feel like I've been to entirely too many funerals. And eaten entirely too few cupcakes.
I've decided to stop looking forward to the weekend. Because, well, I don't ever get a weekend. Today is filled with me spending time at givens, and then me studying for my architecture history test. Then tomorrow, I go to Givens, *hopefully* watch some super bowl, and then write a paper for language, culture and society. Wonderful. While everyone at home is having a super bowl party and celebrating dad's and steve's 50th, I will be plotting Delmar. Who else realizes how unfair this is? So far, in Architecture, someone has stolen my tape, ruler, extension cord, lead pointer, and put SHIT all over my desk. Gotta love it. I think choosing architecture as my major was equivilent to selling my soul to the devil. Yea, thats pretty close.
Though its not all bad. Went out for wings last night. After the first "Blazin'" wing, my mouth was literally on fire. Oh man. I was getting teary eyed. Luckily no one noticed, and I got away with it. But yea, wings = crazy delicious.
I bought a pair of jeans from old navy online, and they sent me the wrong size. Thanks guys, I love it when pants fall off my ass, it really gets the guys all riled up.
Man, back to my bitchin ways. No bueno.
In other news, friends here are great. Class? Meh. I have not yet accepted that I have work and that I have to do the work. So I need to accept that I don't have a life, then work won't be quite so bad. Oh wells.
I ran 4 miles the other day. I was inspired by Cera. It was good and extremely refreshing, though my hip joints hurt the next day. I felt like such and old lady.
I've been saying the word useless a lot lately. It's a fun word to say. Just call shit useless, and life is suddenly like 50 times more interesting.
School is overrated.
I've decided to stop looking forward to the weekend. Because, well, I don't ever get a weekend. Today is filled with me spending time at givens, and then me studying for my architecture history test. Then tomorrow, I go to Givens, *hopefully* watch some super bowl, and then write a paper for language, culture and society. Wonderful. While everyone at home is having a super bowl party and celebrating dad's and steve's 50th, I will be plotting Delmar. Who else realizes how unfair this is? So far, in Architecture, someone has stolen my tape, ruler, extension cord, lead pointer, and put SHIT all over my desk. Gotta love it. I think choosing architecture as my major was equivilent to selling my soul to the devil. Yea, thats pretty close.
Though its not all bad. Went out for wings last night. After the first "Blazin'" wing, my mouth was literally on fire. Oh man. I was getting teary eyed. Luckily no one noticed, and I got away with it. But yea, wings = crazy delicious.
I bought a pair of jeans from old navy online, and they sent me the wrong size. Thanks guys, I love it when pants fall off my ass, it really gets the guys all riled up.
Man, back to my bitchin ways. No bueno.
In other news, friends here are great. Class? Meh. I have not yet accepted that I have work and that I have to do the work. So I need to accept that I don't have a life, then work won't be quite so bad. Oh wells.
I ran 4 miles the other day. I was inspired by Cera. It was good and extremely refreshing, though my hip joints hurt the next day. I felt like such and old lady.
I've been saying the word useless a lot lately. It's a fun word to say. Just call shit useless, and life is suddenly like 50 times more interesting.
School is overrated.