monday

I hate mondays.

I do not not not want to go to my 8am class. I'm actually terrified of it. Not because of the subject. Simply because it's 2 hours long - and at 8 am three times a week. ulgh. No bueno.

It's pouring. Literally. It's been pouring for the last day or so. I love it :)

I need to workout. I ate too many cookies. And whether or not I am financially able to go to Shasta, I want to at least be in shape for it - and summer in general. It sucks to not be in shape during the summer. Partly for looks, but also for general personal temperature and ability to go out and do fun things.

I am so tired. No, not really so much today. I was so tired yesterday. Somehow I managed to get from Portland to Corvallis safely and without being too tired... although the closer to Corvallis I got, the more tired I became.

I ran a red light. Like totally. No flinching. Until I was past it: Oh crap. that was a --- RED light. o.O um.... whups....

But in my defense, it's the light we ALWAYS walk through between Azalea and Varsity. Haha, not that it's a GOOD thing that it was that light. But also, I must say that it was at 10am on a Sunday morning and there was ZERO traffic (ptl). Which is probably also why I ran it... I wasn't thinking and there was no one to set the example for what i needed to be doing while driving (not that that makes it better... but anway) at least I did not get hit, hit anyone else, or get pulled over. Nothing happened. it's weird. But good. And awesome... but I still feel kinda stupid about it. Haha, I actually find it more amusing than anything else :P

Also. I was so short on sleep that I found myself not only agreeing with, but sitting in my parked car listening to a weightloss ad. Not that I wanted to take part in the product, but that I was sure that it must have worked for this dude. Um... yeah. Really short on sleep. I never EVER do that. Stupid, lol.

It's really pouring hard now.

I don't want to venture out on campus.

Thankfully my first class is just in Owen.... but my next one is in Nash. ulgh. Exact opposite side of campus. Story of my life. Where the heck is Owen anyway? Oh yeah... I remember.

Well, I'm off.

Class at 8 (2 hours), 11, and 12 (also 2 hours), break to get books and figure out my life, then house meeting and orchestra, then breakfast prep before passing out in the sleeping porch again.