Instead of complaining more, I'm going to take some NyQuil and go to bed. Classes tomorrow early in the morning, then I foresee a nice long nap.

PS. I need to stop spending money. I don't have an infinite source! Jeeze Sarah, quit it already!

Ah college, how I do love thee. You treat me fairly nicely, except for the fact that buying textbooks will soon drain me penniless. I like how you have something to do everyday. It is also quite handy that you house some of the most fun chil'ren around, and that I can walk to their 'houses' and visit until the early morning. Sometimes I dread the early morning class, and sitting in a lecture hall when all I really want to be doing is sleeping in my (surprisingly) comfortable bed, but other times I like getting up early.

You let me do lots of fun things, my dear college. Like, last night when I went to a party where we threw paint on each other and danced til two. Or go on trips where we might spelunk and white water tube. I also enjoy sitting in the dining hall for multiple hours on end, just comparing one another's day and listening to the (once again, surprisingly) good music you choose to play at the cafeterias. Also, A+ on the food. Tonight's dinner of Indian-centered food was a good one. (Even Tom enjoyed it.) I can see how easy it can be to gain those pesky fifteen pounds.

Anyways, I had some mixed feelings about you at first, but, I'd say that things will go well between us. I'm off to study sociology and eat some more yogurt.

PS. Sam comes to town tomorrow! It's going to be lots of fun.

Super scared about my class schedule, and school hasn't even started yet. Am I sure that I want to be majoring in early childhood education?! What if I'm overlooking a business-geared course. I can't change my schedule now, which is annoying me to no end. And even when drop/add week occurs, I can only drop two classes. Who knows if I can even add the class I want (a math or Spanish class, btw.) OH CRAP. I should've thought this out more before I went and signed up for classes! DAMNIT. I WANT TO TAKE 15 CREDITS, NOT 12 CREDITS. GAAAH. WHY UF?! WHYYYY?!?!?!?!?!


PS. I passed IB! And got the highest score in photography, which is semi-surprising.

Oh crap oh crap oh crap.

I am starting to believe that our house is cursed. Really. Normally, I wouldn't believe someone if they said that, but, as each day progresses, I'm truly starting to believe it. Nothing but bad things have happened here, or so it seems. I've lost three grandparents. My parents have lost their jobs three times. Bad bad bad. Three is usually my lucky number, but I guess not.

Today, my dad got fired. He'd just been hired four months ago, after being unemployed for seven months. This man went absolutely stir-crazy during that period.

You have to understand, my dad is a man who loves working. He looks forward to heading to the office and talking with his coworkers and coming home at seven in the evening. It's something he just seems to relish in. And then, he left his steady job of thirteen years to go work with a buddy, who, consequently, screwed him over and fired him without reason. That was when that seven month stretched occurred. It was the worst seven months ever. He became crabby and insufferable. Nobody was looking to employ someone. During this time, my mom lost her job. My grandparents died, all three of them. First, my strong grandmother, who we all thought would live to be 102. A tumor attacked her brain, and the process was long and painful. The next was my grandfather, a man who, had it not been for his diabetes, was the healthiest man I knew. My other grandfather followed shortly after. Leukemia. Those were the worst months. My mother was severely depressed. My father was detached. I was so lost. How could something this terrible happen to my parents?

And then, my brother contacted us. We hadn't spoken with him in the longest time. Eight years. That seemed to be pretty positive, we all thought, maybe things are starting to look up. We met my niece and sister-in-law. My dad was hired by a new company. My mom began to volunteer at the local Chamber of Commerce. I got scholarships for UF, something unheard of. Good things were starting to come our way. My dad was traveling for work. My mother was back to her happy self.

Then my mom's best friend, Anita, was diagnosed with the same thing my grandfather--my mother's father--died of. My mom's up in Little Rock right now, helping her. She said that since they caught it so early on, she'll probably survive. It still is scary, knowing that someone my mom's age is battling something my grandfather just went through.

My dad got the call this morning that they were terminating his position, since they can't afford it. He didn't tell my mother, because Anita had a bad day. She just had a transplant, but she passed out today. Things are returning to their usual, crappy things. And I'm really worried. My dad has reverted back to his silent ways. I hate seeing my dad like this, so weak and unsure about himself. And, God! It's his birthday this weekend. Talk about a shitty present.

So, I don't want to be selfish, but, could you say a little prayer for us? Any little thing would be so greatly appreciated. A break from these crappy months we've been having. Thank you loves, and I hope things are going well in your lives. xxx

OH CRAP.

Miranda and I got our housing assignments today: Jennings temporary triple. Three people in a 12x16 room. A room that is really, truly, only meant for two people. Yikes. I was super ticked at first (especially when Claire called me, boasting of her Lakeside apartment-style dorm. Brat.) but now I'm over it. There is nothing we can do until school starts, and plus. This might be super fun. Our third roommate is named DeCara. She could be a super great person and we may end up having a blast.

But, nevertheless, I am still anxious for move-in day when we can sign up to be de-tripled. Oops!

I will be spending the next few days transferring all of my music from my PC to my new Mac (!!!) once I figure out how to do that. Why am I so technologically challenged?

These make me want to re-read the books all over again.
Book cover redesigns by M.S. Corley

I (finally) bought a new DS game: Zelda, of course. I also impulsively bought Nick & Norah's, so it better be good. I am procrastinating studying for my commentary tomorrow morning. I'll probably fail it, but right now, I've gotten past the point of caring. Instead, I went to Moe's and didn't eat and made a fool of myself with Sam. I will probably regret this all tomorrow at 8:30. Tralala. I am very hyper. I should study. Gaaaaahhhhh. You guys. I will end up deleting this soon. I am trying to read Watchmen, and it isn't going so well. I am going to skip school tomorrow. I started most of these sentences with I! Tell me something interesting to take my mind off of failing. Pwease.

ETA: Totally rocked my commentary this morning. About to pass out. Going to nap. This entry sucks. I apologize.

I am so excited for this movie! Quite annoying, though, is the fact that it won't be released until July this summer. It's definitely up there on my list of things to look forward to for summer (Half-Blood Prince is the other, of course. And graduating. And my birthday. And seeing my brother!) Sure, I kinda fan-girl over Joseph Gordon-Levitt, and might have a girl-crush on Zooey Deschanel (who doesn't?!) but this really does look like a great movie. Okay. I'll stop now.

Today was so exciting - wasn't it? We had a bit of an inauguration party. I baked cookies. Campbell brought her new puppy (!!!) Sigh. I love the Obamas. And, I just know that Obama is the man who will restore America. Okay. Wow. I sound dumb. Sorry.

Animal Collective is playing near here around my birthday! Ross told me, and since our birthdays are around the same time, I think we'll be buying one another's ticket for the concert. Another thing to look forward to in the summer!

Sorry this is such a pointless post. I'm procrastinating again, and dreading the return to school tomorrow (that is the worst part of four-day weekends!) Hope all is well with you :)

I complain too much.

This break has been interesting. The weather has been so lovely here, and even when we traveled up north, it wasn't as bad as I had predicted. I can't remember how the beginning of my break was, because I believe my memory is slowly starting to worsen (which is sad.) I remember that I have done the following:

• kayaked


• picnic-ed


• seen more movies in such a small time-frame than I have ever have before


• watched the most hilarious adaptation of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

I hope everyone's 2009 has had a pleasant beginning. I know that I am so excited for the start of a new year - excited to put the beast of 2008 in my past. The New Year's Eve party was 1950s themed, and I celebrated it with a different crowd. We ate Indian food and wore paper crowns. We also read a student's book's manuscript (our 'hostess' has an author for a father, who was sent the manuscript) aloud. Gah. So far, I am liking 2009.

Anyways, I'm so sleepy. I've procrastined (what else is new) school assignments, that have to be completed prior to returning on Monday. Sigh. I'll miss you winter break.

PS. Why (oh why) am I so easily affected by caffeine and sugar?! Honestly. My hands are shaking right now. I am so hyper. Ahhhh.

My babies will know French! Oh my gosh. So cute. So cute.

This week is too busy, as usual. Tonight, I was invited to go to a concert at the planetarium, but I want to avoid an awkward situation, and so I am not going. I'm only delaying the inevitable, though. Last weekend a group of us went camping. It was fun. I cut my hand.

Alas, I must go and study for my Hamlet test. Hope all's well with you!