C’mon!

Well folks, if you’re wondering why its been so long since an actual post, allow me to let ya in on little secret: it’s because nothing has happened that is worth posting about. But random bored posts are fun too, and that is what this is about to become. Anyway, I digress.
The semester is ending, and I’m thankful for that. Oh, one exciting thing has happened: for the first time in my degree, I quit something when it became apparent that I wasn’t going to pass it. I dropped Symbolic Logic! It was wonderful. No more derivations, truth trees, or any of that bullshit. But it was taking away from the rest of my classes, which I’ve been trying to catch up on. I just completed a nasty essay for one of my C Lit classes, and have to begin another one tomorrow. Oh, and I just found out that my SOC final is not on the 24th as I had originally believed; it is in fact next Wednesday. Damn you, Beartracks! Full of lies and deception! Sigh.
I’m enrolled in two spring session classes, and one summer class. Some people get four months of vacation, whereas this has left me with a luxurious two weeks…in which I can steal all available hours at One Stop, so I can actually afford the lovely things in life. Like rent, pantyhose, and birthday gifts. Sigh. I can’t believe that I’m not looking forward to summer. In fact, I won’t even have the luxury of looking out a window during these classes, as I will be confined to the horrors of Tory basement all summer long. Ignore me. I’m just in a bad mood.
But when summer is over and the fall semester begins, it will be the last one in my degree. This is what I have to keep telling myself for the next nine months: it’s a mere nine months. If I could do this for three and a half years, I can sure as hell overcome these blues and kick ass at finishing my degree. Thank god I’m not in medicine.
I also have to retract a statement I posted earlier. I am not going to Aerosmith. They cancelled their tour. I guess Steven Tyler needed throat surgery. I still love them, but to quote Geoff, there is definitely trouble in paradise. We’re currently not talking. My cd’s actually have a layer of dust on them. Its depressing.
Something I can look forward to, though: Geoff and I have been tentatively talking about the next step in our relationship, and moving in together. I can’t wait till it happens, as we don’t get to see each other as often as we would like. It only makes sense to wait till my degree is done...a mere nine months, a mere nine months, a mere nine months… However, we’re tossing around the idea of the three amigos living together, meaning Geoff, Jordo and myself. I just KNOW that I’m going to come home one day to my living room turned into a Cowboys and Indians-type setting, with a gigantic fort set up in the middle. Complete with my best sheets as “walls”, and a “NO GIRLZ” sign adorning the couch-cushion entrance, with two sets of eyes peeking suspiciously out of the top.
In all seriousness though, I am looking forward to it. Maybe I’ll just have Chel and Christine come over, and we can make a SUPERIOR fort. If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em, right? Right.

-K

Quote du Jour
“I promise Jordan and I will behave…ish.”
-Geoff