so I've totally been anti-social lately (as in not wanting to talk to people. not the personality disorder). I'm just so tired of... well, people. I'm tired of a lot of things, actually. but that is neither here nor there....
now to fill you in on my general goings-on and such.
last week was (blessedly) short because I had about a million midterms. first up was my Modern American History midterm (which I got a 96 on, thank you very much). then Early Modern European History (98).
no Geo Studies on Tuesday, so Carter and I got up super early and went to IHOP. which, by the way, was completely amazing. Carter being the responsible healthy one of us got eggs, ham, and toast. I got the kiddie chocolate chip pancakes (you know, where they make the smilie face with chocolate chips and whipped cream) and a side order of bacon. it was FANTASTIC. I hightly recommend it.
then I had my Cultural Anthropology midterm (she still hasn't posted the grades), my Geo Studies midterm on Thursday (96, bitches), and my Art History midterm (99).
it all went surprisingly well (considering I thought I was going to fail half of them). I'm pretty fucking proud of myself.
then I bailed out of the rest of my classes Thursday and Friday and went home where I became horribly ill.
HOWEVER, I've never read
The Hobbit, and being sick gave me time to sit and read it. it kind of put me in a Tolkein mood, and now I'm reading through
The Lord of the Rings trilogy (which came in handy during Geo Studies because it gave me something to do whilst my prof rambled on for over an hour).
I'm still sickish. I actually felt so horrible last night that I went to bed at 10 o'clock (after watching
Pushing Daisies at 8 and OH MY GOODY GUMDROPS LEE PACE IS GORGEOUS!). which is really saying something because usually I go to bed around 2 am (or later. or earlier, depending on how you look at it).
umm... in other news it's FREEZING COLD OUTSIDE. also, Cata is leaving for Chile in 8 DAYS. I'm so horribly sad. she helps keep me sane... I'm not certain what I'll do without her for four months....
shoot myself, probably.
OH. and they're having a surprise going away party for her this Saturday, but I don't know if I want to go... not because I don't want to see her (because I do so very terribly much), but
TIM (as in
crazy stalker ex-boyfriend Tim) is going to be there. just thinking about seeing him again kind of makes me sick. him looking at me... me having to look at him... what if he tries to talk to me... ooh god oh god oh god I really don't want to be anywhere near him.
right so that's all for now.
carry on, citizens.
( meme anyone? )