I still don't understand football.

Or basketball for that matter. But I'm trying, which is the important thing. REALLLLY hard.

My mom and I just washed my daddy's truck, her Volvo, and Alejandro, my baby. (:
[Now he just needs to be cleaned out and vacuumed....that'll happen....eventually....?]

Hmm. What's happened since the last time my fingers rambled....?

Well. I had my AA meeting. Which is for Academic Advising, not Alcoholics Anonymous, than thank you. And my adviser is a reallllly nice lady. I like her. And I'll keep her. Which therefore means that I cannot change my major. Because if I do, I'll get another AA. And that simply will not do.
ANYWAY. We just sat and talked a while. I was in her office for a little over half an hour. She said she wouldn't suggest having all of my classes on one day, and I probably wouldn't get into the classes I wanted anyway (and she was right, I only got into one of the ones I originally wanted to take.)
So then, there's a knock on the door. And in walks....
My T.A.
He spends like, five minutes telling her that he used her as a referral for some program, and then how he got a second interview that went thirty minutes over the time he was supposed to have, and that it's for him to be a teacher's assistant or whatever.
So I felt incredibly awkward, because although he knew that it was my meeting time (he gave me directions to her office, twice) I felt it would've been rude to listen in on the conversation.
Blah, blah, blah, he leaves. She tells me about him, I tell her he's my T.A., and we move on.
I talked about how I was considering taking Family Business and she strongly suggested I take it. (I'm not.)

And here I am, not really watching the Chargers vs. Giants game, blogging, and I'm enrolled in classes I'm not really interested in.

Whatever. Life goes on.

Azshea and I did our community service project yesterday. We went to the Border Collie Rescue over in DeLand and helped out by washing dogs and whatnot. We probably washed fifteen of them, and I got some cute pictures of us with the dogs. Overall productive day, and we no longer have that hanging over our heads, which is a great feeling.
However, today I'm a little sore from picking the dogs up and putting them in the tub. But at least I know I was lifting with my legs and not my back because my legs are what hurts, hah.
I still have to make the Powerpoint presentation on it, but that'll take fifteen minutes, maybe. And Fabienne and Azshea are going to handle the paper, and I'll play editor, butcher it up, and finalize it.

Anything else?

Oh. I got a B on my Principles of Acting exam. I neglected to go into enough detail about subtext in my make-up test, which was an essay.
And....I have to perform Tuesday. Our scene is pretty amazeballs. And pretty much, I love it. (:

Well, this blog isn't very informative today.
I haven't really thought about blogging lately.
And, honestly, I'm only doing this because I'm bored.
I guess I'm just not up for it as of late. Oh well. I'll snap out of it.
And if I don't, then there won't be anymore me wasting your time.

Oh. Anyone else having weird dreams lately?
I had one that I was knocked incubating.
And we all know that I don't want kids.
So....that's a pretty crappy dream.

The other ones have been significantly less unfortunate.
IE: I'm dating the cutesy boy that I did.
....But still pretty strange.
Like, pink salon bathrooms (from past dreams) in a church, weird.




Anyway.
Bis Dann.

xx