April 28, 2008

A Quick Update.

A Quick Update that's already taken longer than planned:

My Aunt Nancy died three weeks ago today.
It's still weird to say that.
It's the last week of classes.
I have a 3-5 page single spaced paper on torture. (due last friday)
I have a 3 page single spaced paper on classism in US. (due wednesday)
Climbing Seneca Rocks with boyfriend on saturday.
Monday is one year anniversary with boy.
I hate my roommate's computer.
Next week is finals. I may or may not survive.
Stephan Colbert is fabulous.
I'm exhausted.
I may be in love with Dr. Botteron.
She rocks!
corn + magic = gasoline
Dr. Botteron's class might be stealing my soul.

April 4, 2008

Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.

Sorry it's soooooo...ooooo sooo long!!

I've got this awful test tomorrow that i will most likely fail. (there goes my A!) and I feel really really sickly. And X-Files isn't on for no apparent reason. AND I can't sleep. CAN'T SLEEP... ... ... ... .... ...

I'm SO sick. This is the first year in like 5 years that I haven't gotten either Strep or Bronchitis, but I still have this sick blahness and I'm sneezing more than usual (usual = strep/bronchitis) I usually like sneezing, but this time it's like actual sick and I hate it. I feel like crying and I don't know why. I mean, I'm listening to George Michael, (and not Wham!, just GM) watching Golden Girls, (actually a commercial about the Army National Guard and now I'm sad because Boyfriend is away for 3 days because of you, well, it might be because of ROTC, but ARMY is ARMY is ARMY) I have a KILLER math test tomorrow that I will most likely fail but I'm sick so whatev. Also, I'm OFFICIALLY (woo) disabled. ... yeah. Thank You... ADD. way to go. Lordie, I'm screwed. I mean, I get to schedule earlier than the rest of the student body, but I don't feel disabled. You know? You wouldn't know I have ADD unless I told you, or if I forget my meds once or for a few days ::cough- all of spring break- cough:: again-> Whatev.

But at least I've got this Poli Sci test finished and ready to hand in. (Woot! ps. on that- Trent and I have a 1 hour productivity limit... with sarcasm added/implied thankyouverymuch Dr. B.) and like I said, pretty dresses and Golden Girls. So... I suppose ... life is good?

Good night, and good luck.

If this doesn't make sense, I'm sorry, but I'm a little discombobulated. .. Which apparently I can't spell. Anyway, I'm kinda going back and forth (hell, i'm takin the freakin ADD meds!) But still weird.
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Basically I can't sleep so I'm typing. For NO apparent reason other than I can. I'm Sorry that you're reading this. I don't know why you are. Weirdo.

much love.
jane