Tirrred
I haven't really been eating that much lately because it's been so hot in the apartment, I haven't wanted to cook anything and heat the place up. This probably explains my irrational exhaustion that I'm fighting right now. >__> I went to the library after class to slave work on my 'zine for Queer Writing class and after a valient two and a half hour battle, I think I won....for now. I want to add pretty things to it and make it look nice, but it's like 20 pages long and everyone's is shorter and I'm lame....baaaw. Why is it that I have to write so much?
I talked to my Mommy on the phone tonight, but I was pretty brain dead. Addie has to have eye surgery to correct the muscle imbalance in his eye. He had glasses and that was supposed to fix it, but it's actually gotten worse and to the point where he can't focus on distant objects. Poor guy.
So...Lindsey and I were sitting outside the library before her shift and it was REALLY windy. Like 30 mph winds or something. The dirt from random places kept blowing in our faces, I got some in my mouth and my eyes. That sucked...but I just barely realized that I even got some down my shirt. Ewwww. Shower time. >___>
I have to work on the translation for class tomorrow, but I'm having a hard time keeping my eyes open, so I may wake up early and do it tomorrow. Uggggh.
I got this e-mail (and later a phone call) from some girl who is friends with my room mates for next semester. She said something like, "We were late with housing and I want to live with my friends, so can you move into my room? I mean, I'll be over there all the time and be loud, so you should take my room." >____> NO. I wrote back that, "Sorry. I chose to live in D because I really wanted to live in D. I guess I'll be seeing a lot of you next semester." So now that I've probably accidentally made enemies with my room mates for next semester, it's shaping up to be an awesome year! *sarcastic* I'm not giving up my room. I chose to live there FIRST, so I won't move. And I don't want to liive in C, if I had wanted to live in C, I would have. I want to be close to the gym and campus itself. Grrr.
I did something today and I kind of realized that I probably shouldn't have done it. Soemtimes when you try to do nice favors they tend to get misinterpreted. Faiiil.
Alright, I'm tired and I can't really think of anything else to say, so I'm going to go.
I talked to my Mommy on the phone tonight, but I was pretty brain dead. Addie has to have eye surgery to correct the muscle imbalance in his eye. He had glasses and that was supposed to fix it, but it's actually gotten worse and to the point where he can't focus on distant objects. Poor guy.
So...Lindsey and I were sitting outside the library before her shift and it was REALLY windy. Like 30 mph winds or something. The dirt from random places kept blowing in our faces, I got some in my mouth and my eyes. That sucked...but I just barely realized that I even got some down my shirt. Ewwww. Shower time. >___>
I have to work on the translation for class tomorrow, but I'm having a hard time keeping my eyes open, so I may wake up early and do it tomorrow. Uggggh.
I got this e-mail (and later a phone call) from some girl who is friends with my room mates for next semester. She said something like, "We were late with housing and I want to live with my friends, so can you move into my room? I mean, I'll be over there all the time and be loud, so you should take my room." >____> NO. I wrote back that, "Sorry. I chose to live in D because I really wanted to live in D. I guess I'll be seeing a lot of you next semester." So now that I've probably accidentally made enemies with my room mates for next semester, it's shaping up to be an awesome year! *sarcastic* I'm not giving up my room. I chose to live there FIRST, so I won't move. And I don't want to liive in C, if I had wanted to live in C, I would have. I want to be close to the gym and campus itself. Grrr.
I did something today and I kind of realized that I probably shouldn't have done it. Soemtimes when you try to do nice favors they tend to get misinterpreted. Faiiil.
Alright, I'm tired and I can't really think of anything else to say, so I'm going to go.