Um . . . hi.

So, here you are again . . . reading my blog . . . yep.

Pretty exciting, neh? Isn't college just like the movies?

Today I woke up at 3:3o and so I had to rush and was still almost late to work. My partner Simone wasn't here, so I was by myself in the south hall. But Glen came around and offered to do garbages for me so I could focus on vacuuming and detail work. It was nice. Things are really weird at work right now because - to make a long story short - our boss thinks we all hate him and is trying very hard to be a better leader and a lot of my coworkers don't buy it and I'm stuck in the middle trying to get my peers to simmer down and get my boss to lighten up. It's a wee bit stressful, but Glen isn't canceling Friday Breakfast meetings like he'd been threatening too, so that's okay.

I got home and found out that my computer was having some psycho not-connecting-to-the-internet problem and so I couldn't do my Computer Science homework. I typed up some stuff for my Creative Writing class, then I ate some applesauce for breakfast and walked to school. I'm listening to Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban on my phone right now. I'm almost finished. I was supposed to start listening to Eragon again, but I left my MP3 player at my parents house over the weekend.

I got to Computer Science on time, which was weird. I even managed to stay awake for the entire class period (I'm pretty sure) although I couldn't exactly tell you what we talked about in class. I'm trying, I really am, but focusing in that class makes my brain writhe in agony. I can't handle it. But I did draw some nice doodles, so, y'know.

Creative Writing was cut short because we're working on workshop pieces right now, which means that mostly we're reading each other's work. I did stay long enough to find out that a couple of assignments I'd missed the due date for and thought I wasn't going to be able to turn in, well my professor decided to have mercy on us and is now accepting our late work! That was a wonderful discovery.

I got home and I was starving. I didn't eat. I fixed my computer with some help from a private technician (*cough cough* Dad *cough cough*). Then my stomach, in desperation, started trying to eat itself. I gave in and made myself some chicken nuggets and french fries stuff. I did some homework. My stomach started moaning again a couple of hours later, so I made some spaghetti. I felt very happy with my culinary skills. Then I came back in and realized that I had a Spanish quiz that I hadn't studied for that I was supposed to take in a couple of hours. I grabbed my book and started reading the material. It didn't take as long as I thought it would. I was left to lie on my bed and wait for class. It's not like I didn't have anything to do, it's that I didn't have anything to do that would take less than an hour. I read the comics.

That is my life. Aren't you glad you asked? You might have missed something riveting.