Weeeeeeekend
My weekend is already going well and it's not even 11 o'clock on Friday. Victoria had told me that she was leaving at the "ungoldly" hour of 6 or 6:30, it definitely didn't occur to me that she was leaving at 6:30 this morning. I wasn't even pissed that she woke me up, because now I have my room to myself and can laze around all I want without her telling me that I'm flaky or a slacker or whatever.
I must be an R.A. next year, if only so that I can live by myself. If that doesn't work out, I don't quite know what I'll do.
ANYWAY. In addition to Victoria being gone, I only have one class today. Furthermore, that one class is U.S. Foreign Policy, 1774-1914. In other words, it's my favorite class and so should be easy to get through. French was cancelled, something that really needs to happen more often, and so Pat, Heather, and I are going to watch L'Auberge Espagnol (the spelling of which I probably just mangled) at some point because that's all we have to do.
I need to relax a little bit because right now I'm totally charged with energy that is coming from I don't even know where. I also need to make an effort to hang out with my friends who don't live on this floor. I might as well be a freshman again which, while not a terrible thing, is a little ridiculous. Afterall, somewhere out there are people my age with whom I actually have established relationships with.
Yesterday I dressed nicely for work and everything. Today I am going to dress like a bum again. Long live sweatpants!
Oh, aaand I register on Monday, which is incredible to me. One more semester and college is half over. What. The. Fuck. I feel really old when I think about time that way. However, I refuse to be one of those people who starts freaking out about the end of college before it's even necessary. I don't even think it's ever necessary but somehow freaking out is unavoidable.
I've just gotten altogether too apathetic. :-\
...oh well. <3
I must be an R.A. next year, if only so that I can live by myself. If that doesn't work out, I don't quite know what I'll do.
ANYWAY. In addition to Victoria being gone, I only have one class today. Furthermore, that one class is U.S. Foreign Policy, 1774-1914. In other words, it's my favorite class and so should be easy to get through. French was cancelled, something that really needs to happen more often, and so Pat, Heather, and I are going to watch L'Auberge Espagnol (the spelling of which I probably just mangled) at some point because that's all we have to do.
I need to relax a little bit because right now I'm totally charged with energy that is coming from I don't even know where. I also need to make an effort to hang out with my friends who don't live on this floor. I might as well be a freshman again which, while not a terrible thing, is a little ridiculous. Afterall, somewhere out there are people my age with whom I actually have established relationships with.
Yesterday I dressed nicely for work and everything. Today I am going to dress like a bum again. Long live sweatpants!
Oh, aaand I register on Monday, which is incredible to me. One more semester and college is half over. What. The. Fuck. I feel really old when I think about time that way. However, I refuse to be one of those people who starts freaking out about the end of college before it's even necessary. I don't even think it's ever necessary but somehow freaking out is unavoidable.
I've just gotten altogether too apathetic. :-\
...oh well. <3