11-17-01

   I have many titles, normally as I have said I am the queen of the idiots, this week I've been the queen of klutzes. On Thursday, I managed to take a fall flat on my face while getting out of bed. Somehow, after hitting or during hitting my head on the TV, I also hurt my arm. I've been making faces and muttering bad words and calling myself an idiot whenever I try to move it. Pass the painkillers please.

     I did my American Literature presentaion this week. On Thursday, I was almost late because of that whole falling out of bed thing ( and I sleep on the floor which makes it even more embrassing). See my presantation was on PowerPoint, and the equipment had to be checked out from the College of Liberal Arts and rolled over to the Starship Enterprise which is the domain of the College of Business. However, it was raining and one of the projecters had benn stolen a few days eariler, so my professer said that we could just borrow a projector from the Business people. Turn's out that the COB doesn't like to share much, and practically made me sign in blood for a projector and laptop. My presentation went okay though, and I got an A. However, I am scared of Gina from the COB dean's office, I think she hates me.

    I registared for classes on Wednesday. That's always so much fun, what with the lines and advisor stalking that's involved. For once, I managed to get my original schedule, seriously I was so happy that I started dancing, then I tripped. I'm thinking that maybe come Spring semester I'll find an easy class that's one or two credit hours and sign up for that. Maybe "Learning how to walk without falling over", I could use that.

    I've had a long week. I figured that I've controlled myself very well, and even excedded my duties as a student in some cases. I decided thaat I would do something for myself. However, if you don't have a car or anything, doing something for one's self meands taking the bus to the mall. So I did. I got a pair of jeans, some lip blam and hand lotion, oh yeah I live a lush life. Did I mention that the jeans were on sale? I also got happy, Starbuck's is selling the magical Gingerbread Latte. That was so good it's not even funny. I'm a sucker for ginger and all of those yummy spices anyway, I'm the only one in my family who will eat gingersnaps (and I make a mean gingersnap), and I think that if sacramental wine were replaced by Chai tea churches would have a boom in people showing up. So the gingerbread latte makes me a very happy girl. A happy girl who can only lift her cup with one hand, but still a happy girl.

    Oh yeah, I saw Harry Potter, too. I've been hearing about how hard it was going to be to get tickets, maybe I was there too soon after school hours because I had no problem. I mean the theater had more people in it then usual, but it still wasn't full. The movie was pretty cool, I've never read the books, so I can't judge it based on that. The special effects were well done though, and little British kids are cute.

    Unforunatly, after the movie I started to get a migrane. I rarely get migranes, but when I do they seem to come at the worst times. Last year, I got a migrane right in the middle of a math test, and my roommate at the time was a jerk who despite my offer of money wouldn't even turn off the TV. Let's just say that inside of a busy mall is not a good place to get a migrane, esspecally if like me you get really sensitive to light. I tried to call a cab, since there was no way I was taking the bus, I'm stupid, not sucidal. It cost 50 cents to make a blasted call! Deregulation is not a good thing. I got a soda just so I would have change. The cab came fast though and since my roommate was out I was able to lie in bed witha cold rag and allt eh lights out for about 3 hours until my headache went away. I think theat the cabbie could tell I was sick. I'm not sure but I think he may have told me to feel better when we got here. So guess I was pressing my temples and breathing slowly move then I thought. Or my paleness just makes me look ill. I'm going with the first choice.

    Well, that's been my week. There's people camped out in cardboard boxes in front of the Starship pretending to be homeless. I think it's some kind of soroity and fratnity fundraiser, doesn't make a lot of sense since the monthly membership fees they pay would get a homeless a nice place in Suitcase city if owhere else. But hey, whatever, I've never seen the homeless playing touch football or shopping at Bebe ethier. I should be attempting to get to bed seeing as it is past 2 in the morning. Bye.