And so begins Spring Break! I will not leave my bed for more than five minutes, separated by at least four hours of bedness each. I tell you, it's amazing. Tomorrow I will clean my room and do laundry (ugh, laundry), but not today!!
Atlas is taking up the entire bottom half of my bed. I'll kick him and he'll get down. Then he'll jump back up and only take up a little corner. Over time he'll spread out to take up half of the bed again. Rinse, repeat.
I think I'm slowly turning into one of those depressed people who spends all day in their bed. Well, I don't mind. As long as I wash the sheets once a week, it's fine. Depressed I may be, but, damn it, I'm comfy. =)
I have to do my FAFSA before March 3rd. So do probably all of you, so I suggest doing it. Gahhhh I don't want to. Maybe if I have a kid before then they'll give me more money. Bonuses: Bigger boobs, an excuse to have brightly colored toys all over. Minuses: Child, worse mood swings, people trying to tell me how to raise said child when advice is not asked for.
Well, we'll see. I've heard it's difficult to get impregnated and give birth within five days, anyway.
I might go out in public today. Depends on if I want to shave Chewbacca out from my armpits or not. Besides, what is there do out in public? Not warm enough to walk the mutt. No money to spend at Kohls. Although, maxing out my credit limit would be fun. XD No. Dead Adriane.
Cannot get this out of my head.
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Durmiendo Con la Luna - Elefante
Sleeping With the Moon.
Terribly sad. =(
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And because I like to dance,
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Mentirosa - Elefante
Pardon poor quality.
Perhaps the wind will stop howling before I leave the library.
Perhaps I will win the lottery without even entering.
RAHHHHHHHHHHHH
Angry Adriane is Angry!!!!!!!!!
You make me weak.
I wanna die.
Alright, alright Adriane. Let's not be so dramatic next time.
My mother is where it begins.
She and I are at war.
Our relation is hatred.
And I live in this house
with my father's own killers:
they rule me. They dole out my life.
What kind of days do you think I have here?
I see my father's throne
with Aegisthus on it.
I see my father's robes
with Aegisthus in them.
I see my father's hearth with Aegisthus presiding-
right where he stood when he struck
my father down!
And the final outrage:
the killer tucked in my father's bed.
Behold the man who pleasures my mother-
should I call that thing 'mother' that lies at his side?
God! Her nerve astounds me.
She lives with that polluted object,
fearing no fury. No,
she laughs!
Celebrates
that day- the day she took my father
with dances and song and slaughter of sheep!
A monthly bloodgift to the gods who keep her safe.
Well, it's a new semester! Yesterday I had Mathematical Proofs and Intro to Stats. Proofs was fun, awesome, entertaining. I slept through stats.... =/
Today I have The Philosophy of Science, Greek Tragedy and Comedy, and Intermediate Spanish I.
So MWF are my mathy days and TR are my artsy fartsy days.
She was an American girl.
"Merry Christmas all Elftowners! Regardless if you celebrate it or not, may it be merry! :) "
Couldn't have said it better. Merry Christmas.
Michelle Spegel died today.
She was pregnant.
I think I resent everyone who actually enjoys college.
does anyone want to do my homework for me?? I pay 500 gold/page
XD
I can officially use the Macs in the Rood computer lab ... and actually know what I'm doing.
Five assignments due tomorrow at 8.
How many of them have I started? Zilch. Zero. Nada.
But House will be on soon.
13 minutes.
I'm tired.
Yeah, my linear algebra prof is pretty much the coolest person in the world.
My facebook is now in pirate language.
It's very very cold outside.
I have no money to buy a coat.
I'm going to Roscommon tomorrow to shadow Hofer for a day. I get to sit in his class and take notes all day long.
Joy.
Well, LHC blocked facebook, which is kind of reminiscent of high school, but life indeed goes on.
I just wanted to put up a quick update before mathing out my life. I've decided I'm going to learn how to skateboard.