Say a prayer for Tedd's dad tonight, please.
Don't ask. Just do it.
I shouldn't be updating. My roommate is already asleep and I don't want to piss her off again, so this will be short.
The weekend was...in-ter-es-ting. It was nice to see some of my friends, but I just do not want to think about any of the rest of it anymore. Not here. If I let myself ruminate too much, I'll want to shave my head and gain 80 pounds. I'm glad to be back, even if this is our last week of classes and then we have finals to burninate. Yesterday was spent sleeping to make up for three uncomfortable nights spent on the floor amidst a lot of snoring people.
Today I auditioned for a play with Alyssa and Mary (they were great, I sucked), then went to dinner with them, and then Alyssa left and Tedd joined us at Mary's room in Pangborn. We had a light saber fight. Then we went to the library to look up scenes for our audition next week (all four of us are doing a scene), and wound up sitting in the Shakespeare section trying to stump each other with Harry Potter trivia. Mary rules.
Then Tedd and I went to the Grotto and talked a little bit. I'm so intensely grateful for a friend like him where nothing's ever complicated between us. Just companionship and love and a lot of silliness. And it's nice to have a safe date to dances, even if we do suck at grinding. And no matter what Alyssa says, Tedd does NOT look like a human Q-tip.
I should probably get over my voracious hatred of Will. I don't hate him, really. I am still just mad at myself for being such an idiot. It'll pass. It has to, since I like everyone else at HA a lot. So...no more making fun of anything regarding him. *snicker* Mary and Tedd know what I'm talking about...but really, no more. I'm better than that.
My birthday is Monday, December 15th. The first day of finals. I have one at 8:00. As a birthday present, can someone please shoot me? In the event that no one feels like committing homicide, what kinds of festivities shall there be? I'm a very firm believer in celebrating birthdays, especially mine. So help me come up with something, please.
I tried to feed a squirrel today. It was sitting in a tree, looking obese, and I offered it a jelly bean. It stuck its head out, sniffed the bean in my hand, licked it, then gave me a dirty look- "You've gotta be kidding me" and heaved itself up two branches in a clear dismissal. Lousy epicurean rodent.
I shouldn't be updating. My roommate is already asleep and I don't want to piss her off again, so this will be short.
The weekend was...in-ter-es-ting. It was nice to see some of my friends, but I just do not want to think about any of the rest of it anymore. Not here. If I let myself ruminate too much, I'll want to shave my head and gain 80 pounds. I'm glad to be back, even if this is our last week of classes and then we have finals to burninate. Yesterday was spent sleeping to make up for three uncomfortable nights spent on the floor amidst a lot of snoring people.
Today I auditioned for a play with Alyssa and Mary (they were great, I sucked), then went to dinner with them, and then Alyssa left and Tedd joined us at Mary's room in Pangborn. We had a light saber fight. Then we went to the library to look up scenes for our audition next week (all four of us are doing a scene), and wound up sitting in the Shakespeare section trying to stump each other with Harry Potter trivia. Mary rules.
Then Tedd and I went to the Grotto and talked a little bit. I'm so intensely grateful for a friend like him where nothing's ever complicated between us. Just companionship and love and a lot of silliness. And it's nice to have a safe date to dances, even if we do suck at grinding. And no matter what Alyssa says, Tedd does NOT look like a human Q-tip.
I should probably get over my voracious hatred of Will. I don't hate him, really. I am still just mad at myself for being such an idiot. It'll pass. It has to, since I like everyone else at HA a lot. So...no more making fun of anything regarding him. *snicker* Mary and Tedd know what I'm talking about...but really, no more. I'm better than that.
My birthday is Monday, December 15th. The first day of finals. I have one at 8:00. As a birthday present, can someone please shoot me? In the event that no one feels like committing homicide, what kinds of festivities shall there be? I'm a very firm believer in celebrating birthdays, especially mine. So help me come up with something, please.
I tried to feed a squirrel today. It was sitting in a tree, looking obese, and I offered it a jelly bean. It stuck its head out, sniffed the bean in my hand, licked it, then gave me a dirty look- "You've gotta be kidding me" and heaved itself up two branches in a clear dismissal. Lousy epicurean rodent.