Feburary the 11th: I'm spelling Feburary wrong aren't I?
Never can spell that word right, sad because it is my birth month. But my birthday is looking to be the worst since my 11th birthday (and let me be frank, someone would have to DIE to top that birthday).
So, I've been planning for, 'bout a week now, to go home. Thank god, I have literally been stuck on campus for THREE WEEKS. There may have been one time when Olivia and I walked around Boone but honestly, every time I get time to get off campus to buy books/fabrics (which honestly is only Friday and Wednesday, wait, I may have gotten off campus two weeks ago but I didn't find what I wanted fabric wise). So, I've been iffy on it, but that's just because there was this weather system in the Gulf that people weren't quite sure what it's going to do on the weekend, but by Tuesday it was looking like this was a go. WOHOO! And a bit before 7 tonight I get an email from my mom that says she's been sick all week and most likely won't be able to get up tomorrow.
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EH?!?!? WHY the F*CK didn't you mention this EARLIER in the goddamerung week!?! Seriously, a little mention that you weren't feeling so good, maybe another week. Then I wouldn't been fine with it, even though this means I'd be stuck in my dorm for my birthday. But my problem is that I've been, I'm not sure if depressed is the right word (depression I thought was a long term state, this is more it comes and goes for a few hours or a day), for the past week or two. Call it being super self-conscious with my friends, depressed I don't have more, overwhelmed when I'm with them, aka I am an introvert. And with classes being canceled left and right (still on for tomorrow, fingers crossed because I seriously need to develop my film) I haven't had anything to do with myself. So I wanted to just get out of town and going back home (plus, B&N within walking distance of my house and I have about $30 of gift card money). I was really looking forward to this, and it was going to be my birthday! So this became my mantra "Just wait until Friday, then you can head home and have a change of pace." So destroying my peace of mind for the past two days? Not a good idea, if my roommate in there I would've started cursing in every language I know and crying my heart out as well (as it was I WAS crying a little and quietly, and she just ignored it like I did when I thought she might be a few days back, it's truly all you can do here).
So now I have nothing to do with myself (maybe Olivia and Angela would let me bum with them this weekend?) and am facing a birthday that is the same as every other day of these blizzard three weeks.
Other than that, I was bored after learning that there was no school again today (my internal calendar is so thrown off now) that I proposed sledding today, Chynna liked this idea, we roped Angela and Olivia into it, and had a lot of fun. The only thing is that every hill that you can get some speed on ends in either a brick wall(/building) or a road (and less commonly, igloos and lampposts). We tried once behind the art building but it was so steep that we feared for our lives (I actually semi-wiped out epically when I realized the building was coming up too fast, if my life was an anime that would've looked amazing XD ). After that we went to the side of Eggers to sled (where Olivia had ridden down the night before in an inflatable kiddie pool, apparently that was what the RA meant when she was running around screaming about bobsledding) and that was alright. Until I borrowed Angela's inflatable tube (my sled needs a bit more flattening) and went down, turned a bit and then holycraplamppost! I tried to turn myself so I could stop with my feet but it turned too much and wham! my butt has a good sized bruise. And then I thudded onto the pavement as well, between this and my fall yesterday my poor butt has been getting abused.
After that, Olivia also whacked into the pole and got a complementary bruise on her shin (my dad told me a story of how he was traying in college, went over a root and got a good chunk of his cheek injured) so we retreated to the igloo while Chynna got more/warmer clothes on (I'd already had to run inside to get better gloves, it was sunny out but only 12 degrees with the wind chill). So we just hung out, sledded a bit more, had a long dinner together, and just had fun. I felt well exercised, fogot about my laundry with the crap (my roomie sympathized with the "Oh man, I was supposed to get my laundry an HOUR ago," problem, also agreed that wearing old earbuds with wet hair wasn't a smart idea). So I was still feeling depressed until a few minutes ago when I found out that Pandora Hearts got licensed by a brand new anime company. Christ on a bike, NO ONE (not even the Spanish Inquisition) saw that coming! I want more details on it but that did cheer me up.
And now I need to get to bed so, signing off, god I hope I'm typing this from home tomorrow!
So, I've been planning for, 'bout a week now, to go home. Thank god, I have literally been stuck on campus for THREE WEEKS. There may have been one time when Olivia and I walked around Boone but honestly, every time I get time to get off campus to buy books/fabrics (which honestly is only Friday and Wednesday, wait, I may have gotten off campus two weeks ago but I didn't find what I wanted fabric wise). So, I've been iffy on it, but that's just because there was this weather system in the Gulf that people weren't quite sure what it's going to do on the weekend, but by Tuesday it was looking like this was a go. WOHOO! And a bit before 7 tonight I get an email from my mom that says she's been sick all week and most likely won't be able to get up tomorrow.
.
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EH?!?!? WHY the F*CK didn't you mention this EARLIER in the goddamerung week!?! Seriously, a little mention that you weren't feeling so good, maybe another week. Then I wouldn't been fine with it, even though this means I'd be stuck in my dorm for my birthday. But my problem is that I've been, I'm not sure if depressed is the right word (depression I thought was a long term state, this is more it comes and goes for a few hours or a day), for the past week or two. Call it being super self-conscious with my friends, depressed I don't have more, overwhelmed when I'm with them, aka I am an introvert. And with classes being canceled left and right (still on for tomorrow, fingers crossed because I seriously need to develop my film) I haven't had anything to do with myself. So I wanted to just get out of town and going back home (plus, B&N within walking distance of my house and I have about $30 of gift card money). I was really looking forward to this, and it was going to be my birthday! So this became my mantra "Just wait until Friday, then you can head home and have a change of pace." So destroying my peace of mind for the past two days? Not a good idea, if my roommate in there I would've started cursing in every language I know and crying my heart out as well (as it was I WAS crying a little and quietly, and she just ignored it like I did when I thought she might be a few days back, it's truly all you can do here).
So now I have nothing to do with myself (maybe Olivia and Angela would let me bum with them this weekend?) and am facing a birthday that is the same as every other day of these blizzard three weeks.
Other than that, I was bored after learning that there was no school again today (my internal calendar is so thrown off now) that I proposed sledding today, Chynna liked this idea, we roped Angela and Olivia into it, and had a lot of fun. The only thing is that every hill that you can get some speed on ends in either a brick wall(/building) or a road (and less commonly, igloos and lampposts). We tried once behind the art building but it was so steep that we feared for our lives (I actually semi-wiped out epically when I realized the building was coming up too fast, if my life was an anime that would've looked amazing XD ). After that we went to the side of Eggers to sled (where Olivia had ridden down the night before in an inflatable kiddie pool, apparently that was what the RA meant when she was running around screaming about bobsledding) and that was alright. Until I borrowed Angela's inflatable tube (my sled needs a bit more flattening) and went down, turned a bit and then holycraplamppost! I tried to turn myself so I could stop with my feet but it turned too much and wham! my butt has a good sized bruise. And then I thudded onto the pavement as well, between this and my fall yesterday my poor butt has been getting abused.
After that, Olivia also whacked into the pole and got a complementary bruise on her shin (my dad told me a story of how he was traying in college, went over a root and got a good chunk of his cheek injured) so we retreated to the igloo while Chynna got more/warmer clothes on (I'd already had to run inside to get better gloves, it was sunny out but only 12 degrees with the wind chill). So we just hung out, sledded a bit more, had a long dinner together, and just had fun. I felt well exercised, fogot about my laundry with the crap (my roomie sympathized with the "Oh man, I was supposed to get my laundry an HOUR ago," problem, also agreed that wearing old earbuds with wet hair wasn't a smart idea). So I was still feeling depressed until a few minutes ago when I found out that Pandora Hearts got licensed by a brand new anime company. Christ on a bike, NO ONE (not even the Spanish Inquisition) saw that coming! I want more details on it but that did cheer me up.
And now I need to get to bed so, signing off, god I hope I'm typing this from home tomorrow!