Post-Christmas Gloom

Christmas is over . . . and now, with the bleak prospect of returning once more to the land of misfits, I find myself becoming more and more depressed.

Don't get me wrong.  Life can be fun living on your own.  There is definatly a whole lot less cleaning.  I do go to bed when I feel like it and dont get mocked by brothers when I wake up a noon or later.  But I hate living in the land of the cowpoke.  It sucks.

Evidently, I'm a city girl after all.

At any rate, I do have to go back, and I can only hope that this semester will be better than the previous one.  Of course, with my carefully thought out schedule (no classes on West Campus!) it is already starting out to be fan-diggity-tastic.

Grades

Today my Facebook page was abuzz with my friends news of grades and such.  Naturally, I rushed right on to my school's website and found the link to my grades.  I was understandably nervous as I had missed a few classes here and there (*more than a few cough cough*).  It didn't help my nerves to learn that I had to complete evaluations for each of my professors before I could learn my letter grade.  I hurried and did so and then refreshed the page (as per the instructions) to learn my fate.


. . . Well . . .




I passed!  Straight A's except two B-'s and I'm totally okay with that.  Thank goodness this first semester is over.  I'm now a veteran of the system and I feel ready for anything.  But . . . Oh Mighty Universe, if you could make Christmas Break last forever . . . I'd be much obliged.

There's Only One Thing on the Mind

There's no place like home . . . there's NO place like home . . .

And in 24 hours I will be there.  : )

The Horror of it all

Finals.  They are just so . . . different.  Different from what I was expecting at any rate.  Today I went to psychology to take my first of four finals and found myself in what seemed to me to be an alternate reality.

There was no book of boring instructions such as;

"When you come to a page with a stop sign, stop.  Do not continue until you are told to do so.  You may look back at your work in this section only.  Do not look at any other section blah blah blah."

No.  I kept waiting for it.  But it never came.  I looked around me to see what was going on and discovered that everyone was ALREADY taking the test.

Plus, once I finished I left.  I left the classroom and went back to my apartment.  There was no waiting.  No pretending to read while actually fighting every instinct to fall asleep.  I just . . . left.  And almost immediately got right on the internet (It's me.  Who are we kidding, when am I not on the internet?)

Finals.  They are different . . . in a very good way.

Maybe this week won't be as awful as I thought it was going to be.

Shoot.  I bet I just blogged to soon.

Sappy Sundays

Well. I apparently fail because I never wrote a post about "Thursday terrors". So let me update the blogerverse today. Thursday wasn't actually all that bad. In fact, around 3:15 PM things started looking up. For you see, blogerverse, at 3:15 on Thursday, karli and I caved and we opened our presents for each other.

Karli loved her magic eight excuse ball. I did too. My favorite excuses include; "krypyonite" "Oprah" and "abducted by aliens" and Karli gave me .... (drum roll) ... "the sims 2"

Yes. I got a computer game. And I'm not ashamed to admit that I've already logged quite a few hours into that thing. It's literally that fun.

Now all that is left is to complete my four finals and hopefully but 5 PM on Friday I will finally be home. Just in time for Christmas. :)

Warring Wednesday

As you may have guessed from the titles of the last couple of posts . . . this week has not been my week. As the week comes to a close, my professors are pulling out all the stops to finish up everything they have planned before finals next week. And guess who gets to stick around till Friday after 2 because of them. This girl.

I can't believe that they scheduled any final for Friday at noon. They were NOT thinking. My roommate leaves on Wednesday and then I will be alone . . . of course . . . I do enjoy my space being the hermitic blob that I am. So I guess it's not all bad.

At any rate. Today was tough. And based on how well my week has been thus far . . . it's going to remain kinda crappy. So. Look forward to tomorrow when we explore my "Thursday Terrors"

Tuesday Trauma

Well. I slept through my alarm . . . again. This time though, it was bad. I slept through not only Karli getting up and getting ready and my alarm. I also slept through math and just barely made it to history on time. Man oh man. I need to get on top of my life.

Karli! If you are reading this, we are going to bed early tonight!!! Early I tell you!

I don't know how much more of this I can take.

And as if that wasn't enough. I had to do laundry in our ancient washers downstairs. They are so old I personally believe that they were some of the first washers out of the factory when William Blackstone invented washing machines way back in 1874.

Get your acts together oh washers. You suck.

Monday Mayhem

I have looked into the eye of the tiger and I have won. Hear ye all who are mighty and tremble under the weight of my victory.

That's right. I gave my presentation in class today. It was on Christmas. And it was AWESOME.

It was so AWESOME that it was . . .

But I'm still glad it's over. Oh December 16th. You can't come here soon enough.

Blogging Update

Hey all you followers out there . . . I am assuming your there although no one ever comments on my blog . . . at any rate, if you are out there I have added a super cool video page where I am beginning to put up videos. The picture below shows you where to go to find them. Enjoy them! I know I have.

Late Night Awesome-fests

This is just too awesome to not put on my blog.

The Magical Friday Fairy

It's Friday y'all and it's going to be a good one. You see I have three classes on Friday since College Study Skills was cancelled and all of them were cancelled. My math professor is having surgery, my business management professor has a meeting in Salt Lake and my psychology professor never showed up. This Friday was great. Especially since this week has not been so fantastic. I broke my toe, pulled a stomach muscle and got sick. But the Magical Friday Fairy came through for me and today was okay.

Dear Roommate Part II

Dear Roommate,

Bring it on.

Sincerely,

Me