First off, before I start, I'm just gonna say, as I compare SG to something like my Live Journal, everyone is SO AWSOME here (of course though since, well, I know Erin and Dan) normally on an LJ post one gets 2-0 comments, first post and I get a bunch. I like you guys, yay!
~Anyway~
AAAAhhh, Tuesday. I just realized, since I have to go to my mom's office to meet her (she'll drive me home, no Ferry- HUZZAH!), since it is her office's Christmas party, they're gonna have food, and that's GREAT because I'm so poor, I don't have ANY in my dorm, and what's the point of getting it since I'm going home TODAY!
I think I just woke up my roommate with my coughing. I feel kinda bad about that. I hope I didn't keep her up. I finally slept like a baby. It took some pot, and then some nyquil, but hell, I did it!
My roommate put a card on my desk, and I think that's a really sweet gesture. I figure when she goes to take her test, I'll go out and get a tiny box of chocolates and put them on hers. She isn't going home (florida) until jan. 1st, which is kind of a bummer.
My friend Jess and I hung out some last night before I won't see her for 5 months *sniff* it was a sad good bye, although no crying. We were like "ooh maaaan, saaad! Bye..."
I told her in Paris she needs to do stereotypical things some of us Americans might think of when we think of Paris, like, eat creps and wear a barrett at least ONCE. Of course, then she gets to do really neat French things too, most do not come to mind, since I've never been there. I just know I'd like to, and that it's beautiful.
I'm looking forward to going home for a little bit and sleeping in my own bed. Listening to my stereo, and of course seeing my family. Hopefully, this Christmas will be pretty good. And, if not, at least hopefully I'll have an Ipod to drown out all the bad.
So, now, I was thinking how I should explain how Staten Island is pretty okay (cos sometimes people think it isn't, and sometimes I make fun of it cos its easy to), but, considering I'll be bored when I get home, I'll talk about it later. I mean, hey, it's still boring, but, I learned not to hate it too much because I don't really live there anymore. However, again, more on that later.
I just realized I haven't packed yet. SWEET! Meh, after a shower, after a shower.
~Anyway~
AAAAhhh, Tuesday. I just realized, since I have to go to my mom's office to meet her (she'll drive me home, no Ferry- HUZZAH!), since it is her office's Christmas party, they're gonna have food, and that's GREAT because I'm so poor, I don't have ANY in my dorm, and what's the point of getting it since I'm going home TODAY!
I think I just woke up my roommate with my coughing. I feel kinda bad about that. I hope I didn't keep her up. I finally slept like a baby. It took some pot, and then some nyquil, but hell, I did it!
My roommate put a card on my desk, and I think that's a really sweet gesture. I figure when she goes to take her test, I'll go out and get a tiny box of chocolates and put them on hers. She isn't going home (florida) until jan. 1st, which is kind of a bummer.
My friend Jess and I hung out some last night before I won't see her for 5 months *sniff* it was a sad good bye, although no crying. We were like "ooh maaaan, saaad! Bye..."
I told her in Paris she needs to do stereotypical things some of us Americans might think of when we think of Paris, like, eat creps and wear a barrett at least ONCE. Of course, then she gets to do really neat French things too, most do not come to mind, since I've never been there. I just know I'd like to, and that it's beautiful.
I'm looking forward to going home for a little bit and sleeping in my own bed. Listening to my stereo, and of course seeing my family. Hopefully, this Christmas will be pretty good. And, if not, at least hopefully I'll have an Ipod to drown out all the bad.
So, now, I was thinking how I should explain how Staten Island is pretty okay (cos sometimes people think it isn't, and sometimes I make fun of it cos its easy to), but, considering I'll be bored when I get home, I'll talk about it later. I mean, hey, it's still boring, but, I learned not to hate it too much because I don't really live there anymore. However, again, more on that later.
I just realized I haven't packed yet. SWEET! Meh, after a shower, after a shower.
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