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All but brained myself on my bedframe last night. My jaw still aches at this moment. I could tell when it happened 'oh shit, that's gonna hurt tomorrow' but I completely forgot about it until I tried to lean my head in my hand. Ouch. Now it won't stop aching.
Going to see the Bodies Revealed exhibit tomorrow with the Honors group. I think it's basically a rip off the original Bodies exhibit, but it's still supposed to be good. I have to wake up (relatively) early to get to it, so I hope it's good!
Got to see Ene last weekend, as I went up to Richmond for her 21st. Had a party Friday, then went to Belle Isle on Saturday, got to the train 1 pm Sunday for a 1.10 train back. Ended up sitting next to someone from GuilCo who recognized me, but I didn't recognize him so it freaked me out that he knew where I went to school until he explained. Sadly, he's a freshman, so I probably shouldn't corrupt him.
Spring break is in two weeks! Literally, two Fridays from now, at this time, I will be home. I can't wait. I'll get to see my family, my babies, sleep in my own bed, not worry about Theory homework or wake up from nightmares that the ghosts of Dana got up to our dorm. It will be joyous. Only for a week, though, so I better not get too used to it. I'm already worrying about a job for this summer, which I have no idea how that's going to happen, since it requires a car. Something I do not have, at the moment. I'm poor, I'm relying on my parents, and I hate it. I'm not one to like being dependent, but after last summer's job, I need to be careful about who my boss is this time. Don't want to come home crying every night this summer. Maybe the psych or music departments of UMBC or UMD will have positions open during the summer. Maybe even paid internships? Pleasepleaseplease? Medication is expensive, and I have a lot.
Soccer tomorrow :). And how awesome was the Arsenal-Barca game? Beyond awesome. You go, Arsenal.
Nothing really to complain about, I suppose, except my jaw and that's my own clumsiness. I still have no idea how I actually managed it; I must have turned around particularly violently from putting something on my dresser. Again, ouch.
Going to see the Bodies Revealed exhibit tomorrow with the Honors group. I think it's basically a rip off the original Bodies exhibit, but it's still supposed to be good. I have to wake up (relatively) early to get to it, so I hope it's good!
Got to see Ene last weekend, as I went up to Richmond for her 21st. Had a party Friday, then went to Belle Isle on Saturday, got to the train 1 pm Sunday for a 1.10 train back. Ended up sitting next to someone from GuilCo who recognized me, but I didn't recognize him so it freaked me out that he knew where I went to school until he explained. Sadly, he's a freshman, so I probably shouldn't corrupt him.
Spring break is in two weeks! Literally, two Fridays from now, at this time, I will be home. I can't wait. I'll get to see my family, my babies, sleep in my own bed, not worry about Theory homework or wake up from nightmares that the ghosts of Dana got up to our dorm. It will be joyous. Only for a week, though, so I better not get too used to it. I'm already worrying about a job for this summer, which I have no idea how that's going to happen, since it requires a car. Something I do not have, at the moment. I'm poor, I'm relying on my parents, and I hate it. I'm not one to like being dependent, but after last summer's job, I need to be careful about who my boss is this time. Don't want to come home crying every night this summer. Maybe the psych or music departments of UMBC or UMD will have positions open during the summer. Maybe even paid internships? Pleasepleaseplease? Medication is expensive, and I have a lot.
Soccer tomorrow :). And how awesome was the Arsenal-Barca game? Beyond awesome. You go, Arsenal.
Nothing really to complain about, I suppose, except my jaw and that's my own clumsiness. I still have no idea how I actually managed it; I must have turned around particularly violently from putting something on my dresser. Again, ouch.
