My name is Jen,

and I am a Twitaholic.



Ahahaha.
....but seriously.
I just might be addicted to Twitter.



School is alright.
I only like one of my classes.
The other four are massively boring.

I only know one person out of all four of my classes.
At least she's really cool, loves Harry Potter, and hates Facebook.

And well, that's really all that goes on with me, more or less.
I get socialization in once or twice a week, which is nice.
But pretty much, other than that, my life is boring.

I love it anyway.

I also love pineapple orange juice.
And sleeping, a lot.
Danilo Gallinari.
Kyrylo Fesenko.
Omri Casspi.
David Lee.
Heroes.
Gaga.
Zoe.
etc.


And Alejandro. ♥
He's the only boy in my life who never lets me down, and I love him for it.



Well, that is all.
Goodnight.

xx

In case you were wondering;

YES; my life is fantastic.

Today was prettttty good.
I went for a contact exam, which was not fun.
And to add insult to injury, my eyes are getting worse. ):
But I did get a nice doctor, and I got my eyes dilated, which is exciting!

Then Mom and I went shopping at VicSec where I got a PINK dog. (sososo cute)
Andddddd I got to see my Katypillar at work.
And I got new hand sanitizer!

So now I'm sitting home, watching basketball.
(Right now, Memphis vs. Phoenix. I think I like Memphis in this one.)
And when this game is over, which will be in a minute or so, I'll watch Heroes until the Magic game.

And tomorrow, I have class.
Then Wednesday, work and class.
And Thursday, class, and later, a night class.
Fridays, I am lucky enough to have off. Suh-weet!

OKAYSO;
On top of my fabulous day, I got home and checked WORDforTeens (follow, plz? great YA book reviews, contests, and other interesting stuff) and, it turns out that I WON A BOOK called The Lonely Hearts Club, which looks like a pretty awesome book.
Aah. My life is so amazing.

Je t'aime.
Goodnight.

xx

People.

"They don't mean a thing to you.
They move right through you.
Just like your breath."


Sometimes I wish it was that easy.
Letting people come and go, not caring about them.
But instead, somehow, I keep allowing myself to get letdown by person after person.


We are all imperfect.
However, there are glitches we can repair.
There are character flaws we can easily fix.
People don't take the time to evaluate themselves.
They don't care to take the time to see how their actions affect others.




People are so selfish, so foolish.
My confidence in humanity is out the window.



This is your life, and it's ending, one minute at a time.





Goodnight morning.
xx

Somebody's been neglecting Blogger....

ANDDDD that someone is ME.
I know, I know, it's a good thing I'm not terribly interesting.
It's also a good thing that you aren't terribly interested in me.
(If I were terribly interesting and you were terribly interested, you'd be fuming!)

So, what has happened since my last update?
My grandmother is now in a rehabilitation center.
I had my finals, which were only somewhat disastrous.
It is now "winter holiday" and two days before Christmas.
Anddddd....I am being a total Grinch and I'm hating this season.

That's about it.
Well, I saw Zombieland. Twice.
I've gone to work twice, which is good ($$).
I have been on a Harry Potter kick, so I had a marathon!
And I've picked up a fairly nasty obsession with basketball.
(Specifically with the Jazz and the Knicks, and even more specifically, with Danilo Gallinari)

So I guess THAT is about it....
If I have anything to add, I'll post an "EDIT:"
....but I can't imagine that happening, because I'm kind of boring.

xx

So, when do I blog?

RIGHT! You're clever.
When I'm procrastinating!
Oh, you catch on so quickly. (:



I have five papers to edit.
Good thing I'm like, an editing Nazi.
I can punch this crap out in two hours.
Which is good, because I'm pretty much exhausted.

Today, I had two finals. I've been sucking at Psychology lately, so the exam was refreshing because I think I might have done alright.
Sadly, I'm almost certain that I somewhat BOMBED my Business final, which is extra lame because I usually do really well in that class.
My first final went alright, I think, except that I was like, ten minutes late. Monday was just a horrendous day, but at least it was only acting--no actual thinking involved!

So, tomorrow when I hand in my papers, I will officially be finished with the semester, and the only time I'll be in DeLand is for work or for pleasure. So pretty much, MLIA: My Life is Awesome.

I'm going to go do my papers now.
Criminal Minds is on at nine. It requires my undivided attention.
NO DISTRACTIONS.
(even though I'm thinking about....things....and people....which is distracting enough....)









Guten Abend.
xx

What day is it?

In all honesty, right now, I don't know much other than how to heavily edit a paper. Which is good, because I need an A on the project so I can bomb the final and still get an A in the class.
The reason I don't know what day it is is because of a lot of things.
My grandma has been in the hospital since last Wednesday. She's doing a lot better now, but we spend every evening up there, for like, three to six hours. So that's definitely thrown things off.
Lately, I've been really stressed because of my first batch of finals, along with massive amounts of work that has to be done in a relatively short amount of time. IE: HEY, write a three page self-assessment in an hour or so!
But probably the best reason I'm a little bit out of it is because I went to bed at 445A yesterday morning, and was up around 630A. SO, I manged to operate on 1.75 hours of sleep until 300 or so, when I completely crashed and passed out until 500.

OH. CRAP. It's FRIDAY.
Our paper is due in seven hours.
And I still have a lotttt of editing to do.
(And I say "our" because it's a group paper. I don't think I've ever revised a paper I've written for more than about a half hour.)

So I should probably get on that?
Hm. I'll definitely think about considering it. :D
And hopefully I won't pass out before I email it to turn it in. =X







BBL: Better blog later! (:

xx

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Stress.

How coincidental is it that I'm learning about stress in Psychology, and right now, I'm REALLY stressed?
(not very, considering I'm always stressed)

It's Pi in the morning (3.14AM).
My grandmother (Amma) is in the hospital.
And my parents are there with her for now.
What a lovely way to start Thanksgiving, huh?

I don't feel like elaborating, but here are some things that are stressing me out:

• I've been sick. Probably from stress.
  
• My grandma is sick. It makes me very sad.
• I have to try to make up hours from Tuesday.
  
• Final exams are coming up the week after next.
• My last day of my current classes is a week from today.
• After finals, I probably won't see any of my friends in my classes.
• I haven't been able to spend time with my Baby Best Friend in like, two weeks.
• Uh, it's Thanksgiving, and I honestly don't even like Thanksgiving.
• Our winter break is like, a month long. I'm going to be bored.
• I have to talk about getting involved around campus.
  
• I'm not excited to start new classes in January.
• I might have failed my business exam.
• i need to finish my powerpoint.

Well, having vented, I just want to say, author of  Racing Thoughts and Wasted Time....ich liebe dich. (:








Now I only waste time d r e a m i n g  of  you.




Off to bed.

xx

Warning: Overload

....that's just about how I'm feeling this very moment.

• The semester is coming to an end. This is not awesome because:

1. Finals. Plain and simple.
   
2. I'm not doing so well in Psychology.
3. New semester means new teachers.
4. There is a possibility I won't see my friends (all three of the friends I have) at all.
5. I don't know if I have enough credits for the semester.

• I was just personally contacted about doing a French-American dialogue. It's:

1. amazing that I was chosen to be a part of this event.
2. crazy that they would want to waste space with me—I'm not very worldly!
3. overwhelming because it's supposed to be for upper classmen.
4. a little scary because I probably won't know anyone else there.
5. Friday, 9:00-11:00AM. Looks like I'll be there.

Yesterday, I watched our theatre put on The Importance of Being Earnest, and I will admit that it was absolutely....amazing. I knew nothing of the play, or Oscar Wilde, and I was very pleasantly surprised at how fantastic it was. It was witty and brilliant, and our actors were amazing, and very well prepared.
Which reminds me:
Self—write a production review. And you should probably start on your research paper. It's 7+ pages, and due Tuesday. (:

And I decided that boys are far more trouble than they're worth.
(....but you still need to realize how desperately you need me, and how much better your life will be with me, and how I complete you, and how your wardrobe could definitely use my touch.)

Ahem.
I have work in the morning.
And then a quiz on a chapter I didn't read.
My alarm is set to go off in seven hours and ten minutes.
Therefore, I shall stop wasting your time and get some sleep!



Goodnightmorning.

xx

Rabble, Rabble

So, that community service project?
Yeah, we were supposed to make a Powerpoint to present to the class, which is really cool, because we can let people know that there are pets, locally, that need homes. Well, it would be really cool, except now we're not presenting. So yeah, I was a little frustrated with that.
Other than that, Business was great! I smiled for a good part of the time, despite the somewhat upsetting news.
And I talked to my professor, and he said I can email him my ppt before it's due so he can give me some pointers.
And I happen to be very excited, because my presentation is looking pretty amazing so far. (=

The rest of my day was pretty fantastic.

At work, we 'took the day off' to observe Veteran's Day. So....we got paid to do homework, listen to music and gossip. Haha. I so love my job!

I don't have to go in until ten tomorrow, so I get to sleep in a little, which is exciting, because I am starting to feel ridiculously tired and I slept for shit last night.

Anything else to mention?

UM.

My writing teacher commended my writing yesterday. We were discussing my research paper (we all have appointments to go over it) and she said that the paper I wrote in class (which had to argue against my research paper) was solid and that it was well-written, and she only had two things that I needed to work on, based on my outline. That was a huge stroke to my ego.
And after that, I went and performed my scene for the first time. Everyone liked it, and I feel that I portrayed the character well. There was a little bit we had to work on, like relying on action cues, rather than just going through the motions. But we've got a little over a week to work on it, and I think it'll be pretty amazing by the time we finish.

I'm trying really hard to like basketball. It's kind of hard because I'm not really into it. But I'll adopt it, just for fun, and if after this season, I still can't get into it, I'll try soccer next year. (:
(Last year was football, which was amazing, because of the tight pants, hah.)

Anyway.
I kind of just wanted to rant.
And I believe I have achieved that goal.

Oh, one more thing!
I made a Twitter for my work.
http://twitter.com/StetsonCCC (:

That is all.

xx

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

Guess who has reading to dooooo....

Yeah, me.
And instead, I sit on my bed, with my laptop, watching House.
Anyone care to guess just how much reading I've got to do?

Ahem.
The first fifty pages of The Richest Man In Babylon. Chapter 14 of Business: A Changing World. And pages 6-115 of The Actor In You. Do you care to guess how much of it's has to be done by 230 tomorrow?
ALL OF IT.
Well, at least I've begun all three of them.
And my acting book has a lot of exercises that I don't really have to do.
And Babylon is in my phone, which is awesome, because I can read it in traffic.
And chapter 14 for Business is the accounting chapter, and I took accounting last year.
SO, all FOUR of those glorious things appear to be in my favor. (:

I've got an exam in Principles of Acting around NINE in the morning. I don't think its very awesome to have an exam that early, but I did miss class Tuesday because I was under the weather, so I guess its fair. And my professor was very cool enough to not force me to take the exam on Thursday. So whatever. If I bomb it, I bomb it. It isn't the end of the world.

I have no idea what we're doing in Business tomorrow, except discussing the beginning of Babylon, which is very difficult to get interested in. Thus far, I know that Bansir is the chariot maker for Babylon, and his best friend's name is Kobbe (not sure if it's Cobb-E or Kobe, like the basketball player/cut of steak/restaurant. I like to think it's the latter because it brings back fond memories of my eighteenth birthday....)
And hopefully we do NOT have a quiz on the accounting chapter just yet because although I passed my accounting class with high A's, it would be nice to at least skim through the chapter to refresh my memory.
Ahem. I would like to announce that I got an 88% on my last business exam. Without studying.
That is all. 
 
I've got a pretty huge research paper coming up in Writing and Rhetoric.
I still pretty much hate that class. But there are cute boys and lots of gossip, so the class stays interesting. It's unfortunate that the entire course thus far has been about all the different types of arguments we can write and making us read examples and write our own. But hey, now I can tell you what a definition/casual/evaluation/rebuttal/narrative/proposal argument is, and I've proven that I can write them!
Not that I'll ever need to know what they are or write them. Ever. Unless I become an editorial writer for a newspaper or magazine. Which I'm pretty sure I'll never do. Ever. (:

So, at school, when we register for classes, we have to do it ourselves. Like, choose the classes, and times, and then sign up for them, and hope we get them. Its amazing/terrifying that everyone will be signing up at the same time, because if I don't get the classes I want/need, I will cry. Shamelessly. And possibly in public. Because I'll be very upset. And then I'll cvetch to the teachers and hope they make exceptions and let me into the classes. If it doesn't, I'll try other forms of persuasion. I can be very persuasive. (;

Well.
I can't think of anythin else to go on about.
I've already wasted probably a half hour on here. =X

OH, my bestie's nineteenth birthday was yesterday!
We had ice cream and cake, and cake from Baskin Robbins.
I won't lie, it was probably the most delicious cake OF ALL TIME.
Well, I don't know about OF ALL TIME, but it was pretty damn delicious.



I love Mondays & Wednesdays.
Thank you for making my week bearable. (:


That is all.

xx

This is my first blog as a nineteen year old.

It's not going to be very exciting.



I'm not feeling well.
My temperature is 99.5.
I've got a massive headache.
I must've sneezed two hundred times today.
And tomorrow is going to be the first day of college that I miss. :(
I feel really awful that I'm going to miss my Principles of Acting exam.
And the make-up exam "may or may not" be more difficult, and will be from the book.

SO. That Psych test I was super worried about?
Yeah, I passed it. Barely. I got a 65% on it. And I've still got a D in the class. Which ios very upsetting, but it's whatever. At least I'm passing. Even if it is only barely.

I took an exam in Business today. I won't lie, my head was pretty foggy, so I probably didn't do very well on it. I hope I made good guesses on the multiple choice and my essay questions get at least partial credit. And what's worse is that I went a study group for over an hour. And I still managed to study all the wrong things. What little studying I did was for the most part, in vein. How sad.

How was my birthday, you ask?
It was pretty amazing.
All of my best friends were there. And a couple of surprise new friends. And someone I hadn't seen in forever, which I was pleasantly surprised about.
Some drama went down, unrelated to me, of course, save the location. But I didn't let it ruin anything, because it was settled in a timely fashion, and I still had plenty of time to share my delicious brownie sundae with my new friends. :)

And so far, being nineteen isn't very impressive.
I won't lie, all that's happened is a lot of baking, a study group, work, an exam, and a potential illness. Awesome, right? NOTTT.

But, I have been having rather interesting and hopefully prophetic dreams. (:






So, I will conclude my aimless blog post with my last thought before bed: I know he wants me because "he does not make typos on accident."

Goodnight.


xx

My birthday's coming.

and if I had one wish, yeah, you'd be it.

Nineteen years ago (in two days) is when my wonderful mother gave birth to the amazingness that would grow into ME. (:
My parents are awesome. I love them.

Ahem. My birthday is this Saturday.
My bestie's birthday is next Saturday (Halloween.)
And my best friend's birthday is  on March 17 (St. Patty's Day.)
(Just pointing out that my two best friends have birthdays on holidays.)

I won't lie. This whole week has pretty much been dedicated to me.
And everything up until after school today was Spitze.
I was supa excited to celebrate my my last day with two years until twenty (because after all, nineteen is the last year of the teens!) but now I'm not very excited anymore.
The plan is to have everyone meet up at Mickey Finns to watch UFC104.
I decided Dana White must realllly like me to hold one of the biggest fights in the history of UFC on my birthday. (:
So no school tomorrow, which is my birthday eve. Free allll day. Except maybe going to a Cross Cultural event at school—there's going to be a drum circle where there's a performance with over 40 drums, which we get to learn how to play. It sounds kind of badass.
Anyway. That's really all I've got planned for my birthday weekend. And I might be going out to watch Bragging Rights on Sunday.
OH CRAP. I just remembered that this weekend sometime there's probably going to be a study group for my Business exam.
We played pre-exam Jeopardy and despite winning and getting two bonus points on the exam, I did horribly and I knew way less material than I thought I did.
So I definitely need that study time.

Anyway.
That is all.
This is probably my last blog as an eighteen year old.
I will continue to babble and waste your time again soon, but it will be as a nineteen year old.




xx

Day of Amazing.

So today, I saw someone I haven't seen in a few months.
Considering I hadn't thought of him in ages, I was very surprised to find that he still gave me butterflies. (:

But more importantly, I spent time with @bbyola for the first time in like, weeks.
We went to Blockbuster to holla, and then to Publix to holla.
(We were both approached by cutesy boys. :D)

So, in conclusion, my friends are the best friends of all time.
....OF ALL TIME!






Anyway.
Non-related to boys.
(Well, directly anyway.)

Tomorrow I have work and Business.
(Business is my favorite class this semester, by the way.)
Anyway. Wednesday we're doing review Jeopardy for business, and next week is our exam.
Then after class and gym (hopefully) I have to study for my Psychology exam, which I have to pass because I need to raise my grade, on the real. I bombed my last exam, and I currently have a D- in the class, which is not acceptable. I have A's and B's in every other class I'm taking, and I am not going to let a ridiculously difficult and intricate class like Psychology kill my GPA.

Special Topics in Business is interesting. I almost lost my shit last week because I did really poorly on a quiz. And I thought it was going to completely obliterate my already weak A. So I stayed after to talk to my professor and my TA about that (among other things—the community service group project, underlines on my paper, etc.) Anyway. I freaked out because I studied hardcore for like, an hour before the test, and I still managed to almost fail it. And on top of that, the light right above Dr. Oliphant's desk is like, dying, so it's strobing out and it's realllly distracting. (I think I'll blame my low quiz score on the distracting light.) Anyway, so Dr. O and DJ reassured me that my grade is fine and I was very relieved.
And Azshea, who is already one of my best friends, is in that class with me. Another reason it's my fave!

My Writing & Rhetoric class is my least favorite class. We're writing arguments (....still)....which we've been doing for the past two months. I'm pretty sure other than for college, unless I'm a journalist for a newspaper (which I never intend on doing,) I'll never need to write another argument. Ever. In my entire life. Azshea is in that class with me as well, which is win! :D

Anddd Principles of Acting. It's alright. I get a new script and partner after Tuesday, which I'm incredibly excited for. The scene we're doing is from Baby with the Bathwater, which is insanely hilarious. I'm very glad that I'll be finished with the Glass Menagerie tomorrow, because I hate that play. And I hope I have a decent grade in that class despite my group's pathetic attempt at acting. (I'd like to be a pompous actress and say that it's not my fault, but I'm not really that arrogant.)



Anyway.
That's the stories of the week.
Boys, school, best friends, and exams.
How unfortunate that exams have to ruin everything else.
Boys make and best friends make me smile, and exams stress me out.



xx

Madness? This is madness?! This is Sparta!

....the madness may or may not be that it's been over a week since I've updated.
I know. It's very unfortunate that I am not original and I can't think of clever catchphrases like directors and writers can.
But whatever.
I'm in college learning to English and Business, not Clever, k? Thx.

SO.
I went with the Vu rather than the Incite. And I'm happy with it. With one small complaint.
THE 'SPACE' KEY IS DIRECTLY ABOVE THE SEND' KEY, THEREFORE OFTEN SENDING INSTEAD OF SPACING.
And let me tell you, my friends are probably very sick of getting three part text messages.

I was supposed to study for a Psychology test (which I am passing right now!) but the test has been pushed to Tuesday, which is excitingggggggg!

And....I just screwed up a fingernail.
It was only a matter of time.

Anyway. Back to academics.
Tomorrow I have a quiz on Kapitel sieben in Special Topics in business.
I don't know what that chapter is about.
SO, after this blog, I download the powerpoint, study, and sleep.
And the most important is sleep, because I think I school more than I sleep.

BY THE WAY; I wouldn't recommend drinking massive amounts of caffeine/sugar in the morning. I did it, and by noon-ish, I crashed. Badly.

And....
UMMMM....
OH.
Alejandro, my beautiful car, was sick, so today he had surgery and now he's all better (:
And, in a couple of months, he'll be back at the doctor's for an blood transfusion (oil change).

That's pretty much it.
Except that Zoe and I met a new band, and they're good, and cutesy.
And the same night we met them, some rappy guy dropped an 'F' bomb at a youth group function....on stage.
Then we learned how to be metal screamers for a band. We're going to be called Clutch Nasty. And we're going to be incredible.

Well.
My eyelids are getting heavy.
It means I must bid thee a fare night.
[....after I download the powerpoint notes for business.]

I'm too stressed out for an eighteen-year-old.

(Soon to be nineteen-year-old, thank you.)

College is stressing me out.
Just throwing that out there for any/everyone to see.

By Wednesday, I am hoping to have that phone.
And by Thursday, I am hoping to have mastered it.
The thing that I don't love about it is that it's touchscreen.
It's also going to be eighty bucks, which is four times as much as the Vu.
So let's hope that my parents let me get that one, because it's pretty sweet.

My LG Shine is sadly dead.
That was the greatest phone of all time.
....ALL TIME.

By the way, I decided that Kanye stole that redundancy from I Love You, Man. Shame on you, Kanye. Paul Rudd is so much more amazing than you are. In fact, you're so un-amazing that the lovely Lady Gaga is touring SANS you. And that means she'll be making money and continue to be "Beautiful, Dirty, Rich" (song title, hence capitalization and quotes) while you wallow in self pity because you destroyed the confidence of a poor, sweet nineteen-year-old girl.
MORE SHAME ON YOU, KANYE!

Ahem.
Anyway.
I have to go to the Social Security office.
My mom claims I lost my SS card, but she never gave it to me.
She has checked everywhere in her wallet, and can't find it anywhere.
So I might not even get my paycheck this time, and I'll have to wait until next month.
(Yeah, evidently work study at school pays students every month, which I find strange.)

SPEAKING OF WORK.
Overall my job rocks.
I like my supervisors.
I like my co-workers.
Its a chill place to be.
Blah, blah, blah.
I still need another job.
Being this broke totally sucks.


Well. That is all.
I'm sure I'll blog again soon.
Probably Wednesday or Thursday.
Seems to be a popular day to post.

Auf Wiedersehen.
xx

My knees get weak, intensive

when you give me kisses.



Let me brag for a second;
Lady Gaga is following me on Twitter!
Well. That's really the only exciting thing I can think of that's worth bragging about.
(She's my newest musical obsession.)


Hmm. Let's see.
I had a 103% in Special Topics in Business....before Monday. On Monday, I took my first exam. And got a 90%. Which would be totally awesome, except that now, my overall grade is a 94%. Yeah. That stupid exam dropped me NINE points. And today's quiz? Failed it. With a 40%. Good thing Mr. T.A. decided that it wasn't going to count as a grade, just as an educational tool. Awesome. Thanks Mr. T.A. Way to make me feel like crap. And then, give me a group with....MYSELF. Yeah. Because I'm not already super self conscious. Why don't you just stick me in a group by myself? Oh, right....because I'm an "intuitive thinker." And then stick someone else in my group just because he missed the stupid test. Whatever. He was a cool dude. 
It's a good thing I don't hate you, Mr. T.A., because if I did, and I was actually offended by that, I probably would've gotten spiteful.


TOMORROWWWWWW (well, technically today on the East Coast, bleh) is Thursday. I hate Thursdays. Just because I hate Writing & Rhetoric. I wrote a damn good paper. And now, i have two group members (yeah, professor, you're lucky I like them, because if I didn't, I would've raised some hell) and we have to transform my wonderful, beautiful paper into two separate "definition arguments." Awesome. Because that's what everybody wants to be doing at 830 in the morning


OH. Also, cool weather, in Florida? YEAH. Today was wonderfully below the scorching nineties we've been in and only made it into the mid-eighties. Tomorrow, when I leave for school, it'll be in the sixties. I'm so excited. (So excited that I just Twitted about it.)


I have to be up in five and a half hours.
Unfortunately, it's a necessary evil.
Guten Nacht.
xx


PS: "today's quiz" is also technically incorrect, and is now "yesterday's quiz." Boo, technicalities.

My heart just started pounding.

Thank you.
It reminded me that I'm human.

Is it sad that sometimes I forget?
Most of the time I smile and I laugh.
But even people who aren't happy can put up a good front.

Knowing that someone can change my heartbeat with the click of a mouse brought me down to earth.



Sometimes my head is in the clouds. I don't really mind it most of the time. I do find it terribly difficult to concentrate on things that might or might not be important. Like, the differences between classical and observational conditioning. Yeah. Things like that, that will be on an exam that I will potentially FAIL. That's when I mind that sometimes I'm easily distracted, and that sometimes I need to shape up and train myself to pay attention. But let's be honest, that's mostly in psychology, which I probably won't pass anyway. Maybe I'd learn more if I stopped writing notes about cutesy boys and how boring psychology is and started being attentive.

Today was my first study group for an exam. I baked a bachillion peanut butter cookies and brownies. And barely anyone ate any of them. But, I made sure to give them all away, because I know that if they're in the house, I will end up eating one, and it will ruin my diet. And I am not about to let that happen.
Anyway. Back to my study group and my exam. My first exam in Special Topics in Business is tomorrow. I'm a little bit nervous for it because there are a lot of really complicated things on the exam, for example: levels of involvement in international business. Yeah, that's an essay question. There are twelve (?) levels, and we're expected to write down a description of as many of them as we can. "He won't expect you to know all of them, but one or two won't cut it," I believe, is what my all-knowing and all-powerful (around campus, anyway) teacher's assistant said.

I started work last week. It was exciting. I can't remember if I blogged about it or not already.... (checking)
I did. Anyway. My first day was Wednesday. I didn't really do much because my supervisor wasn't in the office for the majority of my hours.
I still need to get a replacement copy of my social security card because I lost it (according to my mother, at least. As far as I knew, she still had it). Until then, I can't get paid, which is definitely LESS THAN AWESOME.

I have a paper to write for Principles of Acting. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to write about which is also less than awesome. And even less awesome than that is that I don't know whether or not its due tomorrow! (Please note sarcasm)

And on top of allllll of that crap, my phone charger, you know, the thing that gives life to what I believe may/may not be essential to my existence? Yeah, that thing. Broken! Kapput! Spent! Out of order! NO LONGER FUNCTIONING. So the only way I can charge my phone is in my car, when I'm driving.




Anyway. Enough of my yammering.
Auf Wiedersehen!

Well....

NOW I'm procrastinating.

This weekend is going to be a busy one.
Friday, I'm going to a school event, basketball, I believe.
Then I've got a lot of rehearsal to do on my scene in The Glass Menagerie.
And then, Friday night is the Battle of the Boulevard football game at my high school.
Saturday, I plan on....sleeping. And maybe getting coffee, and hitting the flea market.
Then on Sunday, hopefully I'll get to see my teacher's assistant to study for Monday's exam.
And then Monday, I'll take Ola to school, go to work from 10AM-1PM, maybe study for twenty minutes or so, pick Ola up, go to class, and work out.

By the way, just as an FYI, squats hurt.
And they hurt more when you have a weight.
And it's even worse when that weight is a small child.

Now, back to work!
This is it, until I finish my paper.
Only a page and a half to go and I'm free.