Head of the Trent. I cannot wait to see Nick, but I really hope he has a good time. He's pretty much out of that whole partyign phase and although it's one of the things I love about him, at times like this I wish he would loosen up a bit. I've made it clear that if he is not interested in partying he should stay home, so I think I got my message across.
the bookstore. Goddammit. Why do you still not have my coursepack, which is going to cost me $175 for fucking photocopies, might I add, and it is TWO WEEKS into class. I am going in there today and if it isn't there yet I am going to raise hell.
Money. So what else is new, right? I wish I had more of it. The piss-off thing is that I have lots of savings to see me through until the end of the year, but it is all of the other big expenses that are gettign in the way. Nick's birthday. Christmas. the Euro trip.
the Euro trip. I am stoked. I am, in fact, jumping off of the walls excited. But I am really trying to resist that (mostly because I will break my neck) and also because I don't know if it is 100% certain yet, due to my finances. Once the flight is booked in Dec-Jan, and I know I have enough money coming from my income tax, my mind will be at ease. And then it will promptly turn on and think about all of the wonderful places we are visiting, such as the UK, Greece, Italy, and Amsterdam. Woot.
ASTC. I am worried for the show this year, mostly because of Mike. For once we have enough money to play with, and I am scared to death that it is going to end up in a bust. Oh well. I have decided (as of last night) that because I am not getting involved with the crew side of things I am not going to stress out about the things that aren't done yet. In other words, I have to trust Mike that he has a plan.
My birthday. EIGHT FUCKING DAYS, BABY! I'm am ridiculously excited, as you can see. I don't care about gifts or partyign. I just love birthdays. And I cannot believe I am 20 this year- it feels like I am so old! I keep tellign Nick that now he can tell people he's not dating a teenager any more. He doesn't find it nearly as funny as I do.
Con-Ed. Oh, how I wish you would just be over. Not the course, because that isn't going to finish until the end of the year (bleh) but placement. I am done exactly 7.5 days out of 15. I couldn't be more excited. Exactly one month from today I will be finished. Woot!
Home. I miss everyone. I can't wait to be at home in ... 11 days, after not seeing my family since I left on the 1st of September. Thanksgiving! Yay!