Yeaaaaah, that would be greeeeeeeeat.
I'm in the library (obvi) and I came in and saw Trav in here. In his ORANGE SWEATSHIRT. Which I've worn. Because it's huge. And ugly.
Anyway, what are the odds he'd be here. So I came and sat by him and we keep talking and everyone is probably, in their little minds, saying, "OH MY GOSH SHUT UP YOU IDIOT FRESHMEN!!!" Except oh wait, they'd be wrong, because we're SENIORS.
Today I got up around 7, a lil later than my usual Monday morning but a little early compared to when I had to be at my final (9:30). So I took my time getting ready and studied A BIT (not much at all).
Then I had my hr management final. To my horror, he picked the essay about the laws, so I had to write out every law and what it said. It took FOREVER, but I think I remembered them all so hopefully that'll be OK. The other two essays were a bit shorter and I hope I did them justice. I thought they were pretty good.
I took it up and he handed back my "career search" document thingy. Which I had done at the last minute, and felt like I hardly put much stuff in it so I thought I would fail. Got a B. Not my best, but not my worst and it won't hurt my grade, as I already had a B in the class overall. So right now I'm at a steady B-ish, and we'll see how the final goes but I should end up above a C, which is all I ask for so that I don't have to retake it.
That class is TOUGH.
Then I realized it was only 10:30, so I went to the BOD to get breakfast but, lo and behold, they aren't serving breakfast but they are serving hot dogs. HOT DOGS. This will simply not do. So I checked my mail (a Christmas thing from my lovely RA Keren (I love you, Keren, and thanks for listening to my crazy stories last night AND for your help studying for the final) and a Christmas card from Candace (w00t w00t! I love you, Candace!)) and then headed over to the Haven. On the way, Mr. Rico, man who helped to ruin the past 2 years of my life, runs down the hill across in front of me and then into the library. Too bad I wasn't closer, I could've tripped him. Moron.
Sorry, I guess I'm still bitter. It actually wasn't his fault, it was mine. Sorry, Rico.
As if he would read this anyway. Uh YEAH RIGHT.
OK, moving on...
So I went to the haven and they had no pizza out, so I got a cheeseburger and pudding. And then they had no KETCHUP. NO. KETCHUP. Are you kidding me? So I used mustard. It was OK, I guess, for a short demi-lunch.
Then I came here to the library, where I saw Trav in his orange shirt (as previously mentioned) and now here I am. We're being quieter now. Probably because I'm typing this.
And the peasants rejoice.
At 11:40 (in a half hour) I have my women in the world final, so I should look over that stuff now. After that I have some free time, and I'll be using it to study for my music marketing quiz and maybe meeting with my group because we have to present our marketing plan tonight. Then dinner at 5, then class at 5:30, then at 7 I'll have a break to study for business law, and then at 10 is HUMBLEMEN'S HOLIDAY WOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
Trav is making fun of me. STOP LOOKING OVER MY SHOULDER!
And then... after that is midnight breakfast, which I may or may not be attending, and then... BEDTIME. And a 7:40 business law final tomorrow. YUCK. But that's my only one, so I'll get to go back to bed when it's over. Yay for that!
OK... done. Time to study. If Trav doesn't distract with his bizarre behavior.
Oh, oh, oh. Tomorrow night I'm probably going to a movie!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, this is good. This is RARE. Because people are bums and won't go with me to movies, and I LOVE GOING TO MOVIES. I would go every day if people would go with me. That's no lie. Anyway, my RA and some girls on my hall are planning to go see that new Christmas movie w/ Cameron Diaz, etc. in it. I REALLY wanna see it, so that'll work out SWELL. Yay!!
K, now I'm actually done. Shout out to... YOU. For being you.
K bye.
Anyway, what are the odds he'd be here. So I came and sat by him and we keep talking and everyone is probably, in their little minds, saying, "OH MY GOSH SHUT UP YOU IDIOT FRESHMEN!!!" Except oh wait, they'd be wrong, because we're SENIORS.
Today I got up around 7, a lil later than my usual Monday morning but a little early compared to when I had to be at my final (9:30). So I took my time getting ready and studied A BIT (not much at all).
Then I had my hr management final. To my horror, he picked the essay about the laws, so I had to write out every law and what it said. It took FOREVER, but I think I remembered them all so hopefully that'll be OK. The other two essays were a bit shorter and I hope I did them justice. I thought they were pretty good.
I took it up and he handed back my "career search" document thingy. Which I had done at the last minute, and felt like I hardly put much stuff in it so I thought I would fail. Got a B. Not my best, but not my worst and it won't hurt my grade, as I already had a B in the class overall. So right now I'm at a steady B-ish, and we'll see how the final goes but I should end up above a C, which is all I ask for so that I don't have to retake it.
That class is TOUGH.
Then I realized it was only 10:30, so I went to the BOD to get breakfast but, lo and behold, they aren't serving breakfast but they are serving hot dogs. HOT DOGS. This will simply not do. So I checked my mail (a Christmas thing from my lovely RA Keren (I love you, Keren, and thanks for listening to my crazy stories last night AND for your help studying for the final) and a Christmas card from Candace (w00t w00t! I love you, Candace!)) and then headed over to the Haven. On the way, Mr. Rico, man who helped to ruin the past 2 years of my life, runs down the hill across in front of me and then into the library. Too bad I wasn't closer, I could've tripped him. Moron.
Sorry, I guess I'm still bitter. It actually wasn't his fault, it was mine. Sorry, Rico.
As if he would read this anyway. Uh YEAH RIGHT.
OK, moving on...
So I went to the haven and they had no pizza out, so I got a cheeseburger and pudding. And then they had no KETCHUP. NO. KETCHUP. Are you kidding me? So I used mustard. It was OK, I guess, for a short demi-lunch.
Then I came here to the library, where I saw Trav in his orange shirt (as previously mentioned) and now here I am. We're being quieter now. Probably because I'm typing this.
And the peasants rejoice.
At 11:40 (in a half hour) I have my women in the world final, so I should look over that stuff now. After that I have some free time, and I'll be using it to study for my music marketing quiz and maybe meeting with my group because we have to present our marketing plan tonight. Then dinner at 5, then class at 5:30, then at 7 I'll have a break to study for business law, and then at 10 is HUMBLEMEN'S HOLIDAY WOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
Trav is making fun of me. STOP LOOKING OVER MY SHOULDER!
And then... after that is midnight breakfast, which I may or may not be attending, and then... BEDTIME. And a 7:40 business law final tomorrow. YUCK. But that's my only one, so I'll get to go back to bed when it's over. Yay for that!
OK... done. Time to study. If Trav doesn't distract with his bizarre behavior.
Oh, oh, oh. Tomorrow night I'm probably going to a movie!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, this is good. This is RARE. Because people are bums and won't go with me to movies, and I LOVE GOING TO MOVIES. I would go every day if people would go with me. That's no lie. Anyway, my RA and some girls on my hall are planning to go see that new Christmas movie w/ Cameron Diaz, etc. in it. I REALLY wanna see it, so that'll work out SWELL. Yay!!
K, now I'm actually done. Shout out to... YOU. For being you.
K bye.