This is Better than Christmas!

We are officially in the single digit countdown!! I have literally been waiting for this since Aug. 30th. 7 more days and I will be home for the summer!!!

Turns out the reason I haven't received my acceptance letter from Framingham is because they can't decide until I send them my spring transcripts...Are you kidding me? I guess they have to make sure that I don't fail this semester but, c'mon! I probably won't get housing now, so that's great. Not sure about classes either.

I am working on my Disney documentary but it is really difficult. Every time I analyze a clip it just makes me want to watch the whole movie. Oh good old childhood.

I also have to write my paper about community psychology and humor...yeah. Ok, I'll get right on that...later.

I realized that this summer I don't need a vacation. I need an adventure. Of epic proportions. So much of my life has been drama and quite frankly, I am sick of it. I am ready for camping, karaoke, summer flings, days spent at the beach and just taking life as it comes. No more stressing. What's done is done. No amount of agonizing or over analyzing is going to change that.

Now the real question is...do I start a new blog...I am kind of attached to the title...maybe I will do different installments within it. Hmm...decisions decisions.

My theme song for the summer-

Get ready ;)

SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

     Oh my god. My roommates constant skyping has bothered me all year but I am literally at my wits end. I have been telling her all day how much work I have and that I need to concentrate. She has been skyping since 3. I tried to go to the study room but it was full because it is close to finals. The lounge is showing some sports game so it isn't an ideal place. I went outside, it is beautiful out anyway. The wind blew my papers away and there is no internet connection. Perfect. So I am stuck in my room with the constant Ukranian  and  shrill laughter. 15 more days. 15 more days.
     I have four more major projects that are going to kill me. First of all I have to give a presentation in Italian. 5 minutes max. Honestly it isn't going to be that hard, it is just that I have so much other stuff that I am nervous about that it is spilling over into that too. Next I have to make a movie for my sociology class. This I actually semi enjoy. But Windows Movie Maker is driving me crazy. I add a clip or a track of music and ALL of the other music disappears. I have no idea why or where it goes. If any one has some insight please let me know. Next I have a five page paper for my college writing seminar. It is really just annoying busy work but the professor is such a harsh grader. And finally the project that is going to keep me up at night. My Shakespeare paper. I am turning Taming of the Shrew into an Epic. It has to be roughly ten pages. I am not to worried about the length...it is the content. I am freaking.
    But I can't concentrate on anything with Kristina talking non-stop. I have blown out my headphones trying to play music louder than her voice. I may blow up at her soon. How can she be so inconsiderate?

An Unexpected House Guest...

So a while back my roommate asked if I wanted to house a prospective student in April. At the time I was like "Hell no! We are going to be so bogged down in work that is the last thing we need." Turns out it didn't matter because she had already sent in the application. Luckily she had a change of heart shortly after and decided she didn't want to host someone either. However, instead of responding to the woman's emails about the not being able to do this, she maturely ignored them.

So last Saturday she gets an email saying that we are housing someone on Monday. I could have literally strangled her. My prediction had come true and we are up to our eyeballs in work. Not to mention she has nowhere for the poor girl to sleep. She decided that she would just give the girl her bed. I tried to explain that in  America we really don't do that. I don't know if this is actually true or not but my roommates side of the room (as well as my roommate) smells like wet dog. Extensive cleaning on my part has not rid our room of this stench so it is all her. So this poor girl has no place to sleep in a room that smells like a pound with a crazy Ukrainian girl. Great first impression.

So of course, I'll have to come in and save the day...somehow. Like I don't have enough on my plate. Lemme go get my cape. 

An Uneasy Sigh of Relief

     I'm hoping you guys can see this. I had to change the settings of the blog for a while because in my college writing seminar we had to make a comedy blog and I didn't feel the need to have my classmates and professor see me personal. And if they did...well, this is awkward. Anyway...I got a letter in the mail on Monday. It was from "the dean of admissions" at FSU. Turns out they are "allowing" me to roll my application. How kind. I still don't know if I have housing but at this point I don't even care. At least I am going somewhere. I hope. Oh my god, what if they don't accept me? I have been so cocky about that aspect I wouldn't be surprised if the universe took this opportunity to smack me with the humility stick.
   I'm not going to worry about it. I can't. I will drive myself crazy with all of the "what ifs."
   BUT SUMMER IS SO RIDICULOUSLY CLOSE!!!! I really cannot wait. The drive home from DC is going to be the best 10 hour car ride ever because I know every mile will be worth my wile. If you did not read that last part in Hercules' voice, you have no soul, just saying.
   I was seriously contemplating beginning the packing process last night but then I had to succumb to the fact that it may be to early for that...........but not by much.
Now I am listening to my Disney channel on Pandora and am attempting to write my Italian and Shakespeare papers. But all I really wanna do is get up and dance and sing Hakuna Matata, but you know.............neighbors.