bah.
after leaving dinner at probably around 6:45, I went into the Wilder common room. i talked to Alie for a few minutes. I sat down on a couch to rest...or to, you know, sleep until midnight and miss two of my meetings. When I woke up, I headed towards my HPs room, since one of the meetings I missed was my hall committee meeting. It turns out our AD Julia had already somewhat informed her of my issues (just that I was having kind of a hard time with things, she didn't mention my medical issues) so she wasn't irate about my missing the meeting. we did, however, have to talk about the spate of roommate issues popping up. it's odd: no troubles all semester with roommates and in the past week i've heard about many. many to the point where i have to spend a few hours a day trying to begin to sort it out.
plus, i have an exam tomorrow. i was going to study tonight. since that didn't happen, i was going to go over and start prepping at around 8:00 tomorrow. unfortunately i have an academic advising appointment at 9:30. this probably means that im going to go over to the lab, study, come back and eat breakfast and do the meeting, and go back over to study more and take my exam. or really, that im just not going to go over there until after the meeting and my studying is going to take a hit.
most of my annoyance now stems from the fact that i still haven't been able to talk to my mother. i was going to cal her tonight and hopefully get in touch with her. plus, i had promised my father an update on the whole possibility-of-mono thing.
on the other hand, when i got back to my room tonight there was a paper bag sitting in front of it with my name on it. on one side it says "you rock my/noro's socks. inside there was a note, the cover saying "great job! you're the best!" and the inside saying:
Dear Lara,
You rock my world,
You make my head swirl,
I like the way you twirl,
Yep, true story, you're my number 1 girl!!!
It gave me pretzels, cocoa mix, mac&cheese and a mini-3 musketeers bar.
No name on any of it. On the front of the paper bag though, there was a little thing written. It is either arabic, some other language, or something tried to write something in an odd way and im completely misreading it. whatever it is, it's in quotes. i have a feeling that a signature? well, if it's arabic, it's one of two people. either it's Sakina, who's on my floor and considering how many hours i've spent with her in the past few days it's possible. or it could be Devora. I know she's taking arabic right now.
and the thing that is written...who knows? it may be a signature, it may be my name, it may be code...
Or it's one of you who reads my lj and you're going to be offended i didn't immediately think of you. well, if it is one of you, thank you! it made me feel better.
I think it bodes well that I'm running through people in my mind and there are a lot of people who could have done it. I have a lot of amazing friends.
plus, i have an exam tomorrow. i was going to study tonight. since that didn't happen, i was going to go over and start prepping at around 8:00 tomorrow. unfortunately i have an academic advising appointment at 9:30. this probably means that im going to go over to the lab, study, come back and eat breakfast and do the meeting, and go back over to study more and take my exam. or really, that im just not going to go over there until after the meeting and my studying is going to take a hit.
most of my annoyance now stems from the fact that i still haven't been able to talk to my mother. i was going to cal her tonight and hopefully get in touch with her. plus, i had promised my father an update on the whole possibility-of-mono thing.
on the other hand, when i got back to my room tonight there was a paper bag sitting in front of it with my name on it. on one side it says "you rock my/noro's socks. inside there was a note, the cover saying "great job! you're the best!" and the inside saying:
Dear Lara,
You rock my world,
You make my head swirl,
I like the way you twirl,
Yep, true story, you're my number 1 girl!!!
It gave me pretzels, cocoa mix, mac&cheese and a mini-3 musketeers bar.
No name on any of it. On the front of the paper bag though, there was a little thing written. It is either arabic, some other language, or something tried to write something in an odd way and im completely misreading it. whatever it is, it's in quotes. i have a feeling that a signature? well, if it's arabic, it's one of two people. either it's Sakina, who's on my floor and considering how many hours i've spent with her in the past few days it's possible. or it could be Devora. I know she's taking arabic right now.
and the thing that is written...who knows? it may be a signature, it may be my name, it may be code...
Or it's one of you who reads my lj and you're going to be offended i didn't immediately think of you. well, if it is one of you, thank you! it made me feel better.
I think it bodes well that I'm running through people in my mind and there are a lot of people who could have done it. I have a lot of amazing friends.