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It's Friday. This is going to be the first weekend that I spend the whole weekend here without any relatives coming to visit and take me out to dinner. I'm not quite sure what to do with myself. I was thinking of trying to find somebody to go to the movies with me, because tonight the midnight movie is only $1 for students, but they're showing The Waterboy, The Seige, and Bride of Chucky. None of which are worth a dollar. So maybe I'll just do what I always do and veg out here. I'm working on my term paper this weekend. I am. I'm just not sure where to start. But I'll figure it out. I hope.
My roommate went home over a week ago and I'm not expecting to see her until Sunday at the very earliest. I've been taking messages from various teachers wanting to know why she hasn't been in class and I've had the tv on twice since she left. :-) I can't imagine she's passing her classes at all. I wouldn't be if I missed that much time. She's missed about two full weeks worth of classes just fron not being here, plus the classes she didn't go to when she was here. I'm starting to think that if she comes back this weekend it'll just be to get her stuff. And I think I'd like having the room to myself this time. If she's not sleeping or in class she's in the room watching TV. That drives me crazy. I can't study with the TV on, and I need to study. I don't know if she's a genius or if she just didn't care but I never saw her study. And besides that, there isn't enough decent stuff on TV to watch that much. I literally watch three tv shows- Buffy, Felicity, and ER. And I sometimes tape Dawson's Creek and Charmed to laugh at. But even if I watched all of those every week, and I never do, it would be five hours of TV a week. She literally watches that much a day. It drives me nuts. I went more than a little crazy yesterday... I opened up my mailbox and inside was an envolope with Alanis's new CD. :-) I knew it was coming, but still I was SO excited. I love it. It's an awesome CD. I love the song UR especially. all this incriminating evidence would surely haunt me if someone broke into my house suits in the living room do you realize guys I was born in 1974 I went to my advisor Wednesday to make up my schedule for next semester and that was the first thing he said- that I need to get out of Brockport. And he knows how old I am... it doesn't make a difference to him. Maybe it shouldn't make a difference to me either, but it does. I can't get passed the fact that the majority of people my age are juniors in high school right now and their parents would never let them spend 4 months living on their own in an apartment in London or Washington DC. okay, so how I got that much from that one line of a song probably is beyond most of you... I listen to music different than most people, I think. Or maybe I'm just an analytical person who needed an excuse to tell that story. But really... lyrics matter more to me than they do to most people. They're how I think. I can't put feelings into words very well... I have over 100 cds under my bed here that help me do that. And I'm miserable whenever I'm feeling something that I can't find a song for. I'm really depressing myself writing this. I'm not sure why. maybe I'm going too deep. But then that's what this is for, isn't it? going deep. I had a foreign governments test today. I think I did okay. I think. It was an essay test, it's hard for me to tell. But I can write good essays. The last foreign governments test there was an essay I got something like 14/17 and a comment that I hadn't answered the question, I had answered some other question I made up myself. (it wasn't in so many words.) ...but I still got a 14/17. I feel bad for the people coming in here (and there are more of them than I would've thought) who just can't write. I think it would make getting good grades absolutely impossible. okay, you know what, this isn't working. I'm going to try and do something else for a while. Maybe I'll find something to do that isn't depressing. |