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AW! Two of my favorite people in the world just updated!!! I hope there will be more of those to come! For now, more randomness:
- Jessica Simpson is looking into adopting a child, according to her rep. Ummm . . . way to go, Jess. Something tells me that you're probably going not going to win mother of the year. The least you could do is pass on your pretty genes!
- This next thing will make me sound like a horrible person: I am in a peace psych class which is cool, except that everyone had an AMAZING, life-changing experience at the meditation weekend we were required to complete. Me, not so much. Don't get me wrong; I am all about peace, but I guess I can understand why some people want to go to war. Because of that, I feel like I'm sometimes in class. About half of the time, I just feel like I am the only sane one in there. Fortunately, I found another person who feels the same way I do. When we get together in class, we spend our time in the following ways:
- Trying not to laugh
- Giving each other meaningful glances when people say something like "we should send in meditation teams to stop war in the Middle East", knowing that we'll make fun of it later
- Wish we had some form of alcohol in our body. Rachel, the girl, is somewhat vocal about this, which I appreciate and our prof finds funny. Well, I don't think she's vocal about our plan to have a couple drinks before the last class. Oh well. This class requires so much bonding time; apparently, our prof wants us to all go bowling and wine tasting together. This class is actually taking over my life. Next weekend (which is already full, thanks to a CD Chorale and Chamber Singers are recording), we have a makeup class (our prof had to miss a day). RARRR! No class on Saturday! That's just not fair! And it means I have to miss the Whitman vs. PLU tennis match, which will determine whether the guys go to nationals this year . . . and my ex and his twin are on opposing teams. It's a GREAT match and I know pretty much everyone who's playing (including the PLU guys - not personally, but from watching them play, reputation, etc.). Oh well . . . it's going to be a rough push to the end of the year; I know it already!
- I figured out my schedule for the next (final!) two semesters: 22 credits first semester and 14 the next. Obviously, the first semester is going to be especially rough, but we'll see if I can do any of it over the summer. The good news is this: NO MORE NIGHT CLASSES! EVER! As someone with two 6-9 classes this semester, that is very exciting. On the other hand, first semester, I will have a 9:00 one day a week. I haven't had one of those in a while, but I think I can handle it.
- I have been an absolute cow lately; I put on five pounds over spring break and I am still going up! Oh well . . . I know that as soon as I travel overseas (in May) or get really sick (HOPEFULLY not until after I graduate), that weight will just fly off. I've been one of those people with yo-yoing weight, which is unhealthy, but at least it's been within about ten or fifteen pounds. And it hasn't really been in my control, thanks to my surgeries and antibiotics.
- Lent is a bit more than halfway over! Yea! And time is flying; it's almost the weekend, for which I am very excited. Actually, I kind of count Thursday as the weekend because my only classes on Friday are Chorale and music theory (which is a freshman class, so I don't really know anyone and am a loner, except for the random freshman I flirt with from time to time - haha, I bet you can guess which house he is in). I plan on just relaxing and watching LOTS of Nip/Tuck this weekend because the next few are pretty full of work.
- Last night I had a dream that I was trapped in a room. They wouldn't let us (me and some nondistinct others) out, though we eventually convinced people to with the help of a cattle prod. Then we discovered that we were really in a biodome! Yet, somehow, I had AIM there. I started to wonder if I'd been in a biodome my entire life, but I somehow knew that because of the people on AIM who were not trapped with me, that hadn't been the case. Then my dream somehow switched to me being chased and hiding in a frat house . . . I always have dreams where all the frats are kind of connected and haunted, or something like that. Haha, have fun analyzing that one!