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Not doing French homework again... Oh well. I'm so sick of French homework. I can't wait until this quarter's over. I do want to take 4 classes next quarter, but I don't know what to take. I'm hovering on the edge of taking Core Bio, because I know I'm probably not going to be a Bio major, but that's bound to be a bit harder than I expect. I really, really want some sort of science-based class right now, but I don't think I'm ready to go back to physics. I think I'll just schedule myself for Hum and Calc (because I have to) and Drama and Bio, and if Bio is too time-consuming, I'll drop one or the other of them. Technically, I don't have to take 4 classes a quarter except for one year, and if it has to be, it can be next year. I'd much rather take four courses in the winter, though, because there will be nothing else to do besides homework.
The.. ahem... substances issue here is getting worse by the day... Last night a ton of people went out to bar night, and came back at two rather loud and drunk, and woke me up. Which was really rather annoying, because I had a calc midterm today. Apparently I was the topic of last night's bar night conversations, and they decided I should "live life day by day" or something insane like that. I don't really remember, because I was half asleep when they came in and started yelling at me. Someone else forgot who I was, but it was someone I don't mind forgetting about me, so I'm certainly not going to hold it against him. Silly drunks.
I also forgot to set my alarm before I went to bed last night... probably had a lot to do with me having evil troubles with my computer not shutting down properly, and being so tired and frustrated when I finally went to sleep. But the amazing thing was, I actually got up at 7:30. Sure, I went back to sleep until 8:30, but at least I got up and realized that my alarm wasn't set, and it was way before I had to be out of my room and on the bus. Except, I didn't get up again until 8:26... and then I threw on some clothes and ran outside and caught the bus. Yay me. Usually if I sleep in until 8:30, I can't even get motivated to get up at all, and end up searching randomly for clothes that I don't realize are already dirty for about 15 minutes and end up late to class. I think it was the calc test anxiety that motivated me.
So... my weird story for the day... I was walking to the dining hall, and I was about to cross the road, but the light turned red... so I waited. And I was about to cross the road after the last car, when it slows down and beeps its horn at me (scaring me rather much), and then the guy rolls down his window and yells "Heeeey, cutie." Gah! Scariness! Not equipped to deal with random people hitting on me. Not at all.
OK, I guess I'll go do my French now. Until I find something else to write about. So bored... so, so bored.
The.. ahem... substances issue here is getting worse by the day... Last night a ton of people went out to bar night, and came back at two rather loud and drunk, and woke me up. Which was really rather annoying, because I had a calc midterm today. Apparently I was the topic of last night's bar night conversations, and they decided I should "live life day by day" or something insane like that. I don't really remember, because I was half asleep when they came in and started yelling at me. Someone else forgot who I was, but it was someone I don't mind forgetting about me, so I'm certainly not going to hold it against him. Silly drunks.
I also forgot to set my alarm before I went to bed last night... probably had a lot to do with me having evil troubles with my computer not shutting down properly, and being so tired and frustrated when I finally went to sleep. But the amazing thing was, I actually got up at 7:30. Sure, I went back to sleep until 8:30, but at least I got up and realized that my alarm wasn't set, and it was way before I had to be out of my room and on the bus. Except, I didn't get up again until 8:26... and then I threw on some clothes and ran outside and caught the bus. Yay me. Usually if I sleep in until 8:30, I can't even get motivated to get up at all, and end up searching randomly for clothes that I don't realize are already dirty for about 15 minutes and end up late to class. I think it was the calc test anxiety that motivated me.
So... my weird story for the day... I was walking to the dining hall, and I was about to cross the road, but the light turned red... so I waited. And I was about to cross the road after the last car, when it slows down and beeps its horn at me (scaring me rather much), and then the guy rolls down his window and yells "Heeeey, cutie." Gah! Scariness! Not equipped to deal with random people hitting on me. Not at all.
OK, I guess I'll go do my French now. Until I find something else to write about. So bored... so, so bored.
