so i don't especially like all that "emo stuff" because i'm old and incredibly un-hip. but i was rather impressed by the live preformance on austin city limits last night by the band bright eyes with several guest apearences by their friends. it was nice.
i keep trying to pay for stuff, i swear, this weekend i went to dinner with some friends saying i'd sport the bill, i like paying for stuff, but then,... i forgot my credit cards. so tonight i made sure to bring everything, and took my friend out to dinner at a neat little sushi place, but... the phone line in the resturaunt aparently gets cut off at 9pm, so my friend ends up sportin the bill even after we joked about how i'd pay for dinner.. i felt pretty bad about this.
and i think i'm going crazy, or theres somethin in the water. i don't usually get crazy wild mood swings and violent outbursts till the first half of the month. however, today at the financial aid office. after being turned away for like the 12th time (nothing new, i knew it was commin), i burst out into tears in the lobby. and i still didnt catch on till i got home and ate a whole jar of pickeled okra. i guess my pms-o-meter is out o wack. i feel like an idiot. then it dawns on me.. duh! feb.. last month only had...blah blah blah.. oh yeah..
i swear i'm brilliat. the good news is, taking 21 hours a semester totally paid off. i will graduate in the spring of 06, and i only have to take like 9 hours of classes while i try to write my kick ass thesis. the bad news is this summer, i thought i'd only have to take the "field study" semenar for like 6hrs, but it turns out i have to take two more classes ontop of that if i want to get enough financial aid to pay my rent.
ha ha bitches, one more year
i keep trying to pay for stuff, i swear, this weekend i went to dinner with some friends saying i'd sport the bill, i like paying for stuff, but then,... i forgot my credit cards. so tonight i made sure to bring everything, and took my friend out to dinner at a neat little sushi place, but... the phone line in the resturaunt aparently gets cut off at 9pm, so my friend ends up sportin the bill even after we joked about how i'd pay for dinner.. i felt pretty bad about this.
and i think i'm going crazy, or theres somethin in the water. i don't usually get crazy wild mood swings and violent outbursts till the first half of the month. however, today at the financial aid office. after being turned away for like the 12th time (nothing new, i knew it was commin), i burst out into tears in the lobby. and i still didnt catch on till i got home and ate a whole jar of pickeled okra. i guess my pms-o-meter is out o wack. i feel like an idiot. then it dawns on me.. duh! feb.. last month only had...blah blah blah.. oh yeah..

i swear i'm brilliat. the good news is, taking 21 hours a semester totally paid off. i will graduate in the spring of 06, and i only have to take like 9 hours of classes while i try to write my kick ass thesis. the bad news is this summer, i thought i'd only have to take the "field study" semenar for like 6hrs, but it turns out i have to take two more classes ontop of that if i want to get enough financial aid to pay my rent.

ha ha bitches, one more year


i'm secure enough to say that pms freaks me out.
i'm the same way about paying for stuff. kinda. i dont like people to pay for my stuff is more like it.
i'm odd that way...boop