December?!
Okay, guys, it's December. When and how did this happen??? Lukas' birthday is in six days. My dad's birthday is in seven. I will be going home for Winter Break in 21 days. THIS IS NOT ENOUGH TIME!!!
And simultaneously, it is far too much.
Story of my life.
So anyways. I move back to the Terrace tonight. I really don't want to, mainly because I am a lazy bum who does not want to deal with moving and cleaning and arranging and OCDing. Blah. At least this will be the last time that I have to this for the rest of the school year. That is, I hope it will be.
P.S. There are ghosts in the McDowell computer lab. The CD drive for the computer next to me just randomly opened. There is no reason this would have happened. No reason other that ghosts.
Rob and I are supposed to hang out tonight. I will be pissed if that falls through. I miss him a lot, though rarely enough to go visiting 326. I still feel really weird about going up there and hanging out. I feel as though Dan expects something from me that I can't give him. It's too bad, really, but then again, that's just how it goes. Right?
I need a boy to go swing dancing with on Friday. How is it that I know so many boys, and yet none of them are the swing dancing type??? Or else they are, but they're shorter than I am??? LAME.
Oh, right, NEWS FLASH (I almost wrote "NEWS FLASK" - even my non-drinking self finds that a little entertaining): Victoria is definitely moving off campus for next semester, thus Michelle will be moving back to T-13 where she belongs. I am so excited. I might grab the window side of the room, though. I miss getting to look outside while sitting at my desk. Keeps me from feeling to pent up.
This semester needs to be over. I don't know why it's been so hard. My classes aren't that difficult, all things considered. In fact, they should have been really easy to do well in. Somehow, though, I just couldn't do it. I'm thinking A- in War & Peace, A- to an A in US Foreign Policy (depending on my research paper and final), B in French (maybe a B+ if I rock the final?), P in Tennis (duh), B+ in AmLit (again, maybe I can bring this up with an awesome paper and final?), and B+ in Jew Class. THAT'S RIDICULOUS PEOPLE!
I mean, I guess it could be worse, but c'mon! I know I can do better than that, I definitely know that I'm smarter than that (knowledge which is fact, not ego, thank you very much), and I know that the classes weren't that hard. Oy. Like I said, I need for this semester to be over.
On the bright side, pending disaster this weekend should be pretty fun. XD
And simultaneously, it is far too much.
Story of my life.
So anyways. I move back to the Terrace tonight. I really don't want to, mainly because I am a lazy bum who does not want to deal with moving and cleaning and arranging and OCDing. Blah. At least this will be the last time that I have to this for the rest of the school year. That is, I hope it will be.
P.S. There are ghosts in the McDowell computer lab. The CD drive for the computer next to me just randomly opened. There is no reason this would have happened. No reason other that ghosts.
Rob and I are supposed to hang out tonight. I will be pissed if that falls through. I miss him a lot, though rarely enough to go visiting 326. I still feel really weird about going up there and hanging out. I feel as though Dan expects something from me that I can't give him. It's too bad, really, but then again, that's just how it goes. Right?
I need a boy to go swing dancing with on Friday. How is it that I know so many boys, and yet none of them are the swing dancing type??? Or else they are, but they're shorter than I am??? LAME.
Oh, right, NEWS FLASH (I almost wrote "NEWS FLASK" - even my non-drinking self finds that a little entertaining): Victoria is definitely moving off campus for next semester, thus Michelle will be moving back to T-13 where she belongs. I am so excited. I might grab the window side of the room, though. I miss getting to look outside while sitting at my desk. Keeps me from feeling to pent up.
This semester needs to be over. I don't know why it's been so hard. My classes aren't that difficult, all things considered. In fact, they should have been really easy to do well in. Somehow, though, I just couldn't do it. I'm thinking A- in War & Peace, A- to an A in US Foreign Policy (depending on my research paper and final), B in French (maybe a B+ if I rock the final?), P in Tennis (duh), B+ in AmLit (again, maybe I can bring this up with an awesome paper and final?), and B+ in Jew Class. THAT'S RIDICULOUS PEOPLE!
I mean, I guess it could be worse, but c'mon! I know I can do better than that, I definitely know that I'm smarter than that (knowledge which is fact, not ego, thank you very much), and I know that the classes weren't that hard. Oy. Like I said, I need for this semester to be over.
On the bright side, pending disaster this weekend should be pretty fun. XD