Have a headache, and have to get up early, but had a nice evening. A nice day really. Watched "How To Train Your Dragon" with my boyfriend (of which, I do recomend seeing the movie, though slightly degrating to real Vikings), and enjoyed a nice dinner with him, though not we had planned (Olive Garden was too busy). All in all, a good day.
Face broke out from an allergic reaction. Feel like crap. Worried sick... I just want today to end. I'm so tired.
*sighs* New classes and not a semester off until next summer... Sucks, but what am I to do? Being pulled every which way because of people wanting me to do different things... *sighs* Just so tired. Don't know how I'm going to survive in later years.
Last week before exams and I still have two projects to start and finish before Wednesday. Neither of which do I know how to do. Gods, I love and hate English. And comp is the worst.
More tarantula's on the way... Don't know if this is to be a good thing or not.
This morning, my boyfriend asked his dad about the weather, his dad replied, "Well, the cat doesn't want to go out and there are spots on the windows. I think it's raining." His mother then interjects and asks "Does your ass hurt? Because, you know, after that one, it has to smart."
... His dad didn't get it for a while.
Nothing can really ever be easy, can it? Try registering for Fall classes, but going to Rate Your Professor before I actually register. Found little to nothing, so not really helpful. Should have done this for this semester. Would have saved me a LOT of trouble.
Little bit better today. So far not much to write about. Just looking forward to tomorrow and Wednesday. That way, I can shove it down my supervisors throat. *grins evilly*
Gods! It hurts so much to hurt him. But I always end up doing so. I now understand the term "heartache".
So much homework to do, yet bored as all hell. Busy, but going to bash my head against the wall in boredom. At least it's better than high school.
Well, 11:33 as I'm typing this and an exhausting day equates to a tired puppy. Despite this week though, I feel almost completely content. Could only be better if I didn't have to get up earlier and leave his arms. *yawns* Off to bed.
Ciao.
Sometimes, being a work study sucks. Luckily, my mom runs the work study program, so though I've been wronged, I could potentially get it fixed. Hopefully before I go too far.
Though just an in-class mock court hearing, I couldn't imagine doing it in real like. Absolutely nervewracking. And my side didn't even win, though it should have, and did in the real court case.
It's a rarity, and quite honestly a pleasure, to find a guy that not only enjoys cooking/baking, but is also really good at it. I'm grateful mine falls under both, though I don't think it helps much when he makes pies and I'm trying to lose weight.
Rain I can deal with. It being ten degrees cooler than yesterday (which, by the way, at 75 in an area that gets up to 40 right now is SWELTERING!) I can handle. But a research paper due tomorrow, "Supreme Court" hearing I have to petition (class, not an actual petition), reading journal today, quiz today, possibly a test tomorrow, and having to restart three of my clay projects because Thursday was NOT a good day apparently... Don't know how I'm going to juggle all this.
Raining again today. Not as nice as it was Monday however, without involving the headache.
Hoping to get some of my work done tonight, so I don't have as much during the weekend to do... That'll go over really well...
Ciao.
Though my mother was the only person to tell me happy birthday without me reminding them, it's been a decent day. So far. Despite not having Egg Roll Inn until tomorrow. (Chinese place). Well, we'll see how the rest of the day (and week) goes.
Ciao.
Days like today, warm and rainy, smelling of spring, shouldn't be so stressful. Research papers due in little over a week, one initial report tomorrow, and a miscommunication between me and my love.
I wish I was outside in the woods. I need the calming nature to erase my tention. *sighs* I wish it were tomorrow. But, if wishes were horses, I'd be trampled by my own herd.
Ciao.
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