posted on 2002-04-29 @ 11:40 p.m.
i feel so great right now. i was looking at how my art history class is graded, and there's no way i can pass it. oh well. :shrugs: i'm still going to study for the test and at least show her that...well, nothing really. just make it looke like i'm not such a loser. x_X i've got to write five papers for linguistics: one for homework, two to make up for absences, one to make up for homework not turned in, and one for an extra 0.5 added to our final grade. O_o i don't know what to write them all on, though. bleh. also i've got a test in there on friday, for which i'll have to actually study. :gasp: this one's going to be different from the rest; we actually have to know some stuff for this one. crazy. i've also got an eight-page paper due on the eighth. no clue what to write about, but i've got to figure it out by 1:30 p.m. wednesday. :frets: i hate that he doesn't just tell us what to write about. :grumbles: as for bio, i've got til the 14th, but i've got a shitload to learn. once again, :grumbles: i really wish that art history had a final now. damn it, i've really fucked up this semester. if i pass poesis, however, i get to take middle english! how fucking rad is that?!
layla and i went to quit today. it was very painless, and i'm glad that's out of the way. michael and i went to eat at kinsolving, and it was so nice. i love michael; he's a doll. he came back to my room and fell asleep next to me in my bed. jenn and i went to subway, and he stayed in my bed. when i got back, layla and arty had left and it was just michael in my bed in the dark. it was so cute; i love sleeping people. he made a snorting kind of noise when i came in. it was funny.
i got on my computer, left the lights out and everything, and after a while jonathan called. michael woke up, put his shoes and backpack on, sat back down on my bed, took his shoes back off, and lay down with his backpack still on. he said he could tell i was talking to jonathan. i really want to know how; this is what we're talking about in linguistics, the way people speak differently according to whom they are speaking. i know the stereotypes, but i want to know if i do that. i was telling jonathan something, and mid-story he was like, "i miss you."
"i miss you too. what brought that out?"
"i was thinking about it earlier. well, i think about it every day, but i don't get to talk to you on the phone everyday. online it's just words, but when i hear your voice it makes me miss you more."
gee...
when i got off the phone with him, i called bryan. he was all excited because i never return people's phone calls. at the end of our conversation, he said, "love you, doll," which just topped off my specialness feeling for today.
so now i'm sitting here talking to jonathan and failing school. woo! i know for sure i'll get an F in two classes, bio depends on the final grade, and then linguistics and poesis depends upon how nice the teachers want to be with regards to my absences. i wish they knew it was because i get sick so much (migraines, stomach problems, etc.). i'm so tired. maybe i'll just go to bed.
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