Mar 24, 2006 11:23
So these past couple of days have been rather uneventful. I have really been working on getting my homework done and such, which is in extreme need of finishing still. . . kinda funny how that works out because well yeah, I've been doing it for like days, and it is still not done. Sadly. I get distracted so much when I work on it though and I hate that.
I dunno. . . I definately love Friday's though. No class. However I think I might turn in the invitations, or maybe I could get Mandy to do it, or at least take me or whatever. Eh, that way I could get that stress out of my way, and things could get rolling on that project for the formal. I have a lot of shit to do for hall government and it is killing me. Its sad because our hall president really dumps a lot of stuff, without knowing it on me, and its a killer on top of my school work sometimes, and well yeah, it just kind of sucks sometimes, but I will live.
SO yesterday, great story. I was sticking tampons in my bag, and there were a lot of them, and I said to Erin, man I feel like I am preparing for the Hoover dam to break! lol . . . so every month we visit the hoover dam. . . lol
::sigh:: I miss Matthew so much. Its rather sad that I always say this too. I just miss him so much, and wish I could be with him. I can't wait till summer not only to see him, but also to see my friends from home, and have a job and work and earn money. That is what is most important to me. lol I dunno. I just am really ready for summer, although I am not ready to leave the people up here. I am just ready for school to be over is all. These classes I am taking right now are just a drag.
oh well.
great song.
"My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me, so I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
to break or bury, or wear as jewelry,
which ever you prefer.
Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember,
I'll always remember the sound of the stereo,
the dim of the soft lights,
the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers
and the time on the clock when we realized it's so late
and this walk that we shared together.
The streets were wet
and the gate was locked so I jumped it,
and I let you in.
And you stood at your door with your hands on my waist
and you kissed me like you meant it.
And I knew that you meant it,"