{407} *...It's so hard when it doesn't come easy, it's so hard when it doesn't come fast...*

Feb 28, 2007 10:40

Haha. So, here I sit, in one of the computer labs, not sitting in a boring, waste-of-my-time class. Know why? It was canceled. My teacher sent the email out, but when I checked my email before I left, there wasn't anything there. So I got here, and there was a note on the door. Woot. I'm happy. That's made my day a bit better. Especially since the creepy guy who walked with me to the dorm last time couldn't follow me anywhere this time. He's in the class with me, and last time I was there, he followed me all the way to my dorm (talking the whole time) and then stood out on the porch of the hall as if I was going to invite him in. Um. No.

I now have to wait for Hanna to get out of her class so we can go eat. Then, I have women's choir. (YAY!!) And then, astronomy. Woot. Aw...damnit. I just remembered that I have my elec/tech class tonight. Blagh! That now returns the balance of my day to...blah/okay. That class could almost kick my ass. Luckily, I know what I'm doing for the most part. Argh.

Anyway...
So my birthday was Monday. I'm finally 19. I lived. People gave me awesome cards and whatnot. It was a fairly good day. Some bitter bitch was sending my bf hate-texts. Oh yes, we know that it's serious when it's in a text. Better yet, when it's in ALL CAPS. Stupid people who have no lives. Grr. Other than that, it was an enjoyable birthday. I got 44 birthday wishes on Facebook. I thanked everyone. In 2 notes. Woot.
Gah. This need for technology in my life is somewhat depressing.

Well, it's almost 11. Finally. (Although, this seems to have gone by much faster than class would have.) I should be going over to find Hanna soon. Yeah. I don't think I have anything profound to say today. But...

Spring Break is the 12-16. Fun. After Spring Break, I have to start my English and safety & first aid classes. Not fun. I have to go to English every day. I haven't had to go to a class every day since middle school. I think this might kill me. Or at least do a good job at trying to.

Anyway...that is all.

Love:
~PisceanRocker~
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