Long day
| | So, I woke up at six thirty this morning and wrote a decent essay for my Complit class. I needn't have bothered, it was a rough draft, no one else gave the slightest shit about it, and I only need to pass the class. Grumble. I took excellent notes in HIS 147C because Vanessa was I am sure nursing a hangover. In film history we spent most of the class discussing the sorrow and the pity, which was cool. But I opened my mouth too much, which was not. Grumble (again), I like that class so much I have to consciously remember to shut up some times. Then after an hours break I had IS, Sterling was not there. I had a conversation with Kristen (a girl from my dorm) which wasn't very pleasant, I discovered she is a falsely nice bitch (she has a rather low opinion of Sterling, views him to be a slack about and not very smart with conspicious hair [hah! he doesn't have any hair, he shaved it off]), but I slammed it in her face that while she has years of school left in front of her, I am graduating a year early, I never took a lab class and I am going to Reno to deal cards. SO, I felt better. Then after IS (which was Oppenheimer all over again only even more boring because I've heard it before), I went to Bakers Square where I ran into Antionette. We're going to walk at the same time (2pm) which is cool, she gave me a free iced tea and an extra large slice of pie, which was even cooler. Then I saw Self- Made Hero which was funny (less serious than Ophuls 2 hour part 1 documentary). After which, I took the bus to see Sterling, because I knew he wouldn't strand me without good reason. I brought him animal crackers and orange juice. Oh, man he did not look well... he looked, rather miserable (which makes me sad). He didn't have time to entertain a guest so he drove me home right away, but he did thank me (with a lot of sincerity) for dropping by to see him. He has his midterm on Friday (send all your excess luck his way).
I think I have reached a decision as for what to do for my 21st birthday (told you I am excited)... I think maybe a Risk party is in order. A Risk party with booze as a nod to my age. Doesn't that sound like fun? Sounds like fun to me!
Well, I am exhausted, so I am heading to bed (I have to sleep while the sun is down because it gets so damnably hot in here when the sun comes it. I was swelteringly hot at 5am this morning naked in bed without a blanket on).
I'm going to die in July... will be nothing but ashes by August.
posted by Amber at 1:01 AM
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