October 03, 2002 :: 10:39 p.m.
I don't think you know my name
Sad: Adam is going to be away all weekend. *pouts* Happy: he's sleeping over tonight. Tomorrow morning after the dreadful 8 o' clock class, the boy is off to his sister's wedding. The thought of that is sort of scary... it must be more so for him, because she's not that much older than he is. All of my married siblings are like 10 years older than I am. They're supposed to be married. But hey, best of luck to them (meaning Meghan and Marty). They're cute.
I emailed my Digicom professor to tell him that I won't be in class tomorrow, which is true because I'll be at home by then. Going home serves two purposes. One, it will take me away from my roommate and my homework and the incredible boredom that is sure to occur when I have nothing to do but sit in my room and mope all weekend because my one and only friend is away. Two, I will get to eat. You see, I am not at all comfortable going to the dining hall by myself. I refuse. And since Adam is, as I said, my one and only friend, when he isn't here, I do not eat. Silly of me? Perhaps. But it doesn't really matter, because that's the way things are.
Oh! I forgot the single most important thing that is at home - my cats! Awww. I miss them so much. I'm going to round all four of them up and hug them and kiss them and revel in the cute, furry catliness that I am deprived of here. Yay. Kitties. Kitties make the world a brighter place.
I did laundry tonight. Woo. It's about time. Somehow I have way less dirty laundry than Adam... this confuses me because he's a boy and I'm a girl and boys aren't supposed to go through clothes faster than girls. I think it has something to do with the fact that I don't really wash my jeans until they actually get dirty, and I hang sweaters and things back up as long as they were worn over another shirt, which they almost always are. And I always wear sandals, so there are no socks to be washed. It's just underwear and t-shirts, and they don't pile up as fast as one might think. I've only done about three loads of laundry since I got here over a month ago, actually.
Hum... there's not much else to report. I've been in a rather foul mood all day, over things that I just need to stop thinking about, but I'm a little better now. I might update before I leave tomorrow morning, but if not then I don't know if I'll get to it until Saturday. I'm not sure yet if I'm sleeping there or if I'm coming back here or what, so we'll just see about that.
'Night.
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