Yeah, so, stuff has been going on faster than I can find the time to blog about it. I mean, there's still stuff from Sunday that I need to blog about, and that's nothing compared to the past 2 days!! So, I'm not sure whether I should just forget this weekend and move on or what . . . sheesh . . . Fuck, the stuff that was on my mind this weekend isn't on my mind now, and I'm sure it'll probably bug me later, so I can blog about it when it does. Moving right on . . .
I've decided finals, and school in general, can suck my ass. I study my ass off for Anatomy, and I can't answer a third of the questions on the final. How fucking ridiculous is that? And then I find out I got a B+ in LARP . . . that was the straw that broke my back. That was the one class I was actually counting on an A in, and I get a fucking B+ . . . Why? I have no idea. I did better this semester than my last LARP class, and I got an A in that one. LARP fucking sucks. Anyway, after that I decided to fuck finals and I haven't studied for a single one since. I have no idea how my Public Speaking final went. I have about an equal chance of failing as I do acing. And Organic this morning went a lot better than I though it would. I'm pretty sure I'll be able to bring that up to a B. God, I hope so or I'm going to shoot something. But, yeah, so I'm done with finals now, and I will probably fall down and die from shock if I actually get an A in something. And that's really sad, b/c I remember a time when I used to burst into tears at the thought of not getting an A. Now I'm just thanking god I don't get C's. College sucks.
So I overslept for my service hours for child psych. This means that I will only get half done, which is what blows my A in that class out of the water. I better wake up for my service hours tomorrow or I will, also, shoot something.
Scott update: Sunday I was really hyper, and had a lot of energy. Scott and I proceeded to get into a huge martial arts/wrestling match/brawl in the middle of my dorm room. It was actually a lot of fun, regardless of my getting my ass kicked real, real bad. Scott really seemed to get into it to. And it was a great workout and stress reliever. And since then, he's been incresingly phystical with me. You know, playful punches and stuff like that. I suppose it's the striaght boys' way of showing affection to other guys; you injure them a little. It doesn't make much logical sense to me, but for some reason I understand it. Maybe it's just because I've realized I enjoy a little bit of pain. I'm actually surprised I didn't get bruises. I must be toughening up!
And, here is the biggest news of all: I'm going to Michigan this weekend. And I just decided this last night. I'm till working on scrounging up money, and a car, etc., but I'm going, and it's going to be awesome. And, there's a little story behind it. You see, Scott was in my room yesterday and asked if I wanted to see a Third Eye Blind concert this summer. Well, we got online to see where the closest one was. It was in Kansas City, but it was all sold out. All the concerts except for Florida, California, and Texas were all sold out. So, we went to e-bay to see if people were selling tickets there. And what do you know? There was a guy selling two VIP tickets for 4th row seats . . . in Detroit Michigan!!! And the concert is on Saturday. So, we bid for the tickets. We were the first people to bid, and no one else has bid so far. if no one else does, we have tickets for a show in Detroit. Scott was flipping out after we did it, but I'm slowly convincing him how much fun this trip is going to be. And, of course, I'm going to make a detour and see Nick. I've talked to him, and we can hang out Friday night, and possibly during the day on Saturday. I am soooooo incredibly excited. This is like fate. Seriously. But I am a little wondering how it's going to work when I ride for 12 hours in a car with Scott, and then go hang out with Nick. I mean, I can't ditch Scott in a strange city. That would be really assy of me. But it'll be somewhat awkward with him hanging out with us. Oh well, maybe it'll make him feel as awkward as I did in the car with him and Katrina.
There are only a few hitches so far: lack of money, lack of a reliable car, and my brother's graduation is this weekend. Money is currently being taken care of. I'll have about $70 from selling my books and from the $25 I got from Kareoke. And, hopefully, Steve can buy my PS2 by tomorrow, so I'll have $160 or so. That ought to be enough for 3 days, right? I think so. And we're going to ask my parents if we can borrow the stratus and leave Scott's car with them. I think it'll work. And the only other problem is my brother's graduation. It's at 4:00 p.m. on Sunday. That means that Scott and I have to leave Michigan by 3:00 a.m. on Sunday. And that is practically right after the concert. So . . . that could get a bit tricky. But it is my brother's graduation, and I'm not going to miss it for anything. I'll drive all night if I have to. There's also the fact that my brother's grad party is this weekend as well . . . I feel like I should be there, but I also feel like its not very neccesary. He'll be wanting to hang out with his friends anyway. I'll have to see about that, though. But, the party isn't nearly as important as the actual graduation,a nd I'll definitely be there for that. This better work out. What am I talking about? It will. Like I said, the ticket thing was just too crazily perfect for this not to work. It's like fate.
Eric 5/21/2003 04:07:00 PM
