Gosh darn freaking FMA... I... well, I didn't cry as much as I thought I would, because I freaking knew it was coming (darnit). But goshdarnit people... ahh! Sigh... I totally have barely worked on my Hum paper tonight, too.
So, most of tonight was occupied with the evil freaking housing lottery crap. Which was... well, freaking evil. I ended up in the room I wanted, which I guess I pushed too hard for. The whole thing ended up exceedingly confusing and I didn't even know who I was rooming with until like, five minutes after the actual room selection had started. And now I get to spend a year across the hall from the Drunk, the Maniac, Gamer-san, and Captain Sketch (a microcosm of the UofC, if you will). It'll be fun though, and my new roomie knows how to cook (yaay!) so I don't have to worry so much about never ever going to BJ (I'm on the two-meal-at-BJ-per-week plan, though I can harass first-years into swiping me in, methinks... mehopes). Ohhh, and sweet, none of my roomies will really yell at me for making my sort of food! Hooray! There's a plus. And I really like the room. It makes me look forward to next year.
Gosh freaking darn FMA. I am going to be sad all night. But I needed to watch it and get it over with. See? See what they made me do? Evil freaking Japanese, ruining my life! If I don't finish my Hum paper, and the infinite amount of reading I have to do, and... and... everything else. Gah!
Sigh... I had better go take a shower, and then get to work on my paper properly. I plan to get at least two pages done tonight, even if it kills me tomorrow (not like I can fall asleep in the pool or anything).
So, most of tonight was occupied with the evil freaking housing lottery crap. Which was... well, freaking evil. I ended up in the room I wanted, which I guess I pushed too hard for. The whole thing ended up exceedingly confusing and I didn't even know who I was rooming with until like, five minutes after the actual room selection had started. And now I get to spend a year across the hall from the Drunk, the Maniac, Gamer-san, and Captain Sketch (a microcosm of the UofC, if you will). It'll be fun though, and my new roomie knows how to cook (yaay!) so I don't have to worry so much about never ever going to BJ (I'm on the two-meal-at-BJ-per-week plan, though I can harass first-years into swiping me in, methinks... mehopes). Ohhh, and sweet, none of my roomies will really yell at me for making my sort of food! Hooray! There's a plus. And I really like the room. It makes me look forward to next year.
Gosh freaking darn FMA. I am going to be sad all night. But I needed to watch it and get it over with. See? See what they made me do? Evil freaking Japanese, ruining my life! If I don't finish my Hum paper, and the infinite amount of reading I have to do, and... and... everything else. Gah!
Sigh... I had better go take a shower, and then get to work on my paper properly. I plan to get at least two pages done tonight, even if it kills me tomorrow (not like I can fall asleep in the pool or anything).
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Dude, Lady Marmalade is so French. I bet even the Cornell kids could tell whoever was running the cookout that. Hehehe.
I always end up liking it here just before I have to leave, too. It must be some sort of obscure rule about college, that you hate it until right before you have to leave, and then people start behaving again and you're like "Oh, I guess I could stand it here a bit longer." (-:
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