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| 11.28.04 (8:47 pm) [edit] |
Well, looks like Thanksgiving break is over, and it's back to the grind for a few more weeks. I had a pretty satisfying break, even though I didn't get to go skiing. Oh well. I suppose I have the rest of the winter to get up to the mountains.
Today was a bummer though. Slept through most of it, probably due to staying up until 5am playing asshole with the boys. Iadarola was even here for a while! He ended up leaving early cuz he had to go back to Nevada or Alabama or wherever he's doing his thing these days. I'm not cut out for this hardcore partying shit anymore. But I must say, I had an awesome time. 8)
Well I suppose that's all that your inquiring mind will get this time around.
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| all done |
| 11.23.04 (8:01 am) [edit] |
Oh man. It's so nice to be finished with my exams. I've only averaged about 4.5 hours of sleep each night for the past two nights, and I think it's safe to say that I am completely exhausted. I feel pretty confident on my Fluid Mechanics exam, but the analytical mechanics... I'm not so sure about that one. He threw us some curveballs on that exam, and I don't think I'm ok with it. Although, I knew that stuff pretty well, so if I did crappy, then I'm sure everybody else did as well. Ugh.
I have 45 minutes to sit here and watch some Star Trek before I have to drag my ass into work. Once I'm done wasting 4 hours there, I'll probably come home and pass out for the rest of the evening. I wouldn't put it past myself to sleep halfway through tomorrow as well. Oh well, I deserve it.
It's going to rain this week. This does not please me, because I was supposed to go skiing on Thanksgiving with Daver Dave. :evil: New England. I hate you. Can't you cooperate with my plans just once? The forecast (for Mass anyways) is 63 degrees and sunny on Thursday. We'll be up in VT, but... I doubt they'll be making snow.
La la. I'm done. :)
The weekend. ;)
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| tra la la |
| 11.15.04 (6:45 pm) [edit] |
Well, it's almost 12 on Monday night. As per usual, I'm avoiding homework like the plague.
Tomorrow is Linda's birthday. Steak and I were trying to figure out a way to do something for her, to let her know that we still love our Linda. We're not so sure she still loves us. It's her 21st tomorrow, and it's funny because all of us had been planning our 21st birthdays since we were 18. I didn't get a chance to see Steak for hers, and I guess we're missing Linda's too. I wonder if anybody's gonna do anything for mine? Oh wait. That's right. I'm going to Vegas. Everybody's welcome, by the way... it's BYOA, though. (Buy Your Own Airfare). 8)
So anyways, if you're reading this, Happy Birthday Linda! We miss you, kid. Hope everything's going well for you, and you really need to give us a chance to take you out and spoil the shit out of you for your birthday. Or. We could just buy you some beer. Because, we're poor. But we'll put a pretty pink bow on it for you. Take care and much love.
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| jibberish is wicked sexy. |
| 11.14.04 (9:48 am) [edit] |
It's sunday afternoon, I slept in until 1 today. Let me tell you, it was wonderful. I just finished working out, which, my doctor would be pretty pissed about, and I've managed to watch the National Geographic channel constantly for the past hour and a half. I have a proverbial hard-on for those "minutes to disaster" and weather chronicle shows. What can I say. I love that shit.
I'm contemplating right now how I should spend my day. Should I be a good little girl and do my homework and figure out how to find moments of inertia? Or... should I go to the store and spend money I don't have? ...decisions, decisions, decisions.
So last night was fun. A bunch of people came over, Jon and I drank expensive tequila, and we all had an awesome time. I love love love my friends. Tom even came over for a little bit. He was upset because there weren't any hot girls here for him to take advantage of. I tried, but alas, I could not import any hotties for him and Sketch to put the moves on. Mallory is hot but they know she's my woman. ;)
One of the best parts of the evening was when Marc and I were hanging out in my room, and all of a sudden hilarious drunk IM's started pouring in. I love those, especially when they're from people who never talk to me outside of AIM anymore. Ah well.
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| Friday, Friday, Friday. |
| 11.12.04 (6:08 pm) [edit] |
It's Friday. I did the school thing, worked, then came home and did absolutely nothing. Oh it was great. I was hoping something would be going on tonight, but nothing really shaped up. I could go to either Mallory's or Marc's house, but I can't seem to motivate myself enough to leave the house. I think it's still snowing outside. I like the snow. But. It came too early and now I hate it. :evil:
Marc fixed my car for me! Well. He fixed the stereo. And it's awesome, I enjoy driving again. When your audio system consists of an early 90's tape player hooked up to two e-machine computer speakers, you begin to realize just how important it is to get your shit fixed. I owe that boy a lot of beers.
I finally got to work out today. Against doctors orders, of course, but unfortunately the fat is taking priority over sitting around waiting for my stitches to melt into my skin. Ah well. I will conquor this gut. I will! /whining
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| oh boy. |
| 11.08.04 (7:41 pm) [edit] |
So, this weekend I went up to NH with Mal and Jon. It was rad. I had my first draft Guiness, and my first experience sleeping in a teepee outside. Of course, I slept in the fetal position because I was frozen solid... and I only got in around 3.5 or 4 hours of sleep. I'm sure that's good for the immune system. Atleast I only had one real blanket and two half blankets, and Mal and Jon had approximately 8 each. Oh well, it was great getting away, and I had an awesome time.
So, this morning I had my first test in Analytical Mechanics 2. Then, I went to get a mole removed. Sounds minor, yes. I figured it'd be nothing at all. However, I was sadly wrong. He slices me and sews it back up, as per usual. After around 6 or 7 stitches go in, he decides that it's going to stretch because of all of the muscle there... So he tapes me, wraps an ace bandage just tight enough to cut off all of the cirulation in my lower arm... then tells me that I can't shower for 2 days. Yea. No. I will wash. Oh. believe you me, I will wash. Considering paying somebody to give me a spongebath... any takers?
Thank god that I have a Fluids test in the morning. It's not like I could use some sleep or anything.... I'm running on 10 hours in the past 2 days, and it's not looking like this week is shaping up well at all. But. Sunday Night Sex Show is on, and I'm going to go pass out while listening to 80-year old Sue answer promiscuous questions.
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| 11.03.04 (6:14 am) [edit] |
Alright. So my mid-week crisis has since passed. After wasting an entire night away (well. after I got home from work, that is), I feel much better about things. Jon offered to see if his uncle would let us borrow his cabin up in NH for the weekend, which would be so rad. It's the perfect solution, get some friends, and have the roommate take us all up north for some fresh air. I'm a big fan of that idea. It'll be good for me, since next week is proving to be worse than this one. (Test on Monday, test on Tuesday).
And. I hate politics.
I get to go to mommy's tonight and do laundry. I'm so psyched. But for now, I will nap until my IQP meeting. Or something.
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| ...I wouldn't read this if I were you. Bitch Session. |
| 11.01.04 (7:15 pm) [edit] |
Well, I'm already feeling the sting of WPI's wrath on my time. It's been a week since classes started.
After writing the next paragraph, I realized that I went on a hardcore general rant/bitch session about why I'm so shitty these days. So, as a warning, I'd recommend not reading it. But I'll leave it up anyways for shits and giggles.
I decided that I really need to get out of here. I need a change, I'm sick of the grind. I haven't left this disgusting, dirty city in forever. The only place I've gone is back home to Upton for a few hours at a time to visit mummy and daddy. I need something different, some stimulus... I need some fresh air and I need to forget everything that's been on my mind lately. I've been running through everything over and over again in my head. I hate that I'm regretting things... really hate it... I promised myself I'd never do that. Why was I so naieve? Why can't I just let it go, and move on? I'll never be able to be happy if I can't get him out of my head. It's been over a year. (By the way. I know there's no way he's reading this, so if for some reason you think that him is you, forget it.) On another note, I hate it that they're going to bulldoze my grandparents' home that they'd lived in for 60 years. I hate it that everybody that I love in my life is leaving me, one way or another. I hate it that my brother is 3000 miles away, and sometimes he's the only one I can talk to who will understand. I hate it that I'm so far out of shape and I'm too unmotivated to fix it. I guess you could say that I hate everything right now.
I know that I sound like a pissy drama queen, but honestly, if you hold it in for just long enough, it all comes out at once. Thank god for online blogs, I don't have to tie up the phone lines with my sob stories.
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