Oh life. That's all I have to say right about now. I don't really know what's going on. Sometimes it's good to be oblivious like that though.
The semester is almost over. I'm not sure how I feel about that. I'm not sure how I feel about my Junior year being half way over, period. It sort of feels like I have no idea where I'm going after this. It's like high school all over, except I can't just pick a school to go to.. I have to pick a JOB to go to. Boo on that.
My grandma's retirement luncheon thing is during my Finals week. I'm probably going to go. She said that I didn't have to, but if I wanted to I could... aka You better go, or I'll cry my eyes out because you're a horrible granddaughter.. again. I'd feel bad if I didn't go though. Hopefully I can be out of C-burg before that.
I need to take a class over J-Term. That means good-bye weekends in January. I don't want to do it. But then again, I don't want to be here an extra semester so I can take two classes. That would be retarded.
I've decided... girls = drama. boys = drama. Does it ever end? At some point, will people just GROW UP? Or will this be how my life is ... filled with drama. I don't want that. I think I might kill someone if that's how it is. There are a select few who aren't drama though. For them, I am thankful.
I'm such a slacker. I could be doing so much work right now. I love how I sit here for 6 hours every Wednesday. I usually just end up on Myspace and AIM though. There's nothing better to do [except homework]. I don't feel like touching the homework though. It's ridiculous stuff that will probably not even help me.
One thing I really hate.. is when people call here.. and when I'm getting ready to tell them something they decide it's necessary to tell me what I was going to tell them. CALM DOOOOWNNNN. If you had given me 2 seconds, I would've told you. Gosh. They get all hyper and stuff.. they're like giving me all this useless information. I just need to know who you want to talk to. End of story. I know the flippin extensions. Gah.. sorry about that rant.
Oh, and apparently I hang out with thugs now. Emily told me so. haha. No, I really have the last couple of weekends. It's quite odd. Especially for me. My friends are so the opposite of that. Whatever. They seem like they might be cool people. But seriously, if I ever tell you I'll holla achu lata or something like that and I'm serious about it when I say it... please hit me. Really hard. Knock some sense into me. I usually joke about that.. but whoa. The day I say that and mean it.. will be scary.
Well, I should probably find some other way to procrastinate now. You can leave me some fun comments if you want. Or not. Whatever.
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