oh-me-oh-me-oh

That's not an expression of anguish. It's from a song or something. I don't remember. I don't know. Something like a song. From a long time ago.

I have my third final tomorrow. It's my French final. I need to study for it some more, but I'm taking a break. I had three boiled eggs and a mug of organic apple juice for dinner tonight. I was supposed to have tacos with the hall, but I took a nap and I accidentally slept through the program. Someone is making a REALLY weird noise outside. So weird it's almost unnerving me. Eek. So anyway, I accidentally slept through the program. It was a tie-dye deal, too, so I missed my chance to tie-dye stuff. Boo. Sad.

I have been sleeping a lot lately. I slept a bunch yesterday morning because I didn't have any finals yesterday, and then I took a three-hour nap, a three-hour nap. The weather started getting rough--on the cushy futon I tossed--if not for the courage of the fearless phone I might forever have been lost, forever have been lost. *windy swirly noises* I woke up on the verge of the six o'clock hour, with Jennica on the bunk above me who woooooke uuuup wiiiiith aaaaaa smiiiiiile.

That stuff is sort of true--I kind of adapted it to fit the Gilligan's Island theme song. I really did take a three-hour nap, but the weather was never bad, but I was on the futon, and the phone did wake me up because the alarm was persistent, there were no windy swirly noises, and I think I woke up around six, and Jennica was on her bed above the futon and she did say hey and smile when I got up. So there you go, 'cause it's Mike's Super-Short Show. Man, I'm just all over the place with media references today. Songs, television shows...man. I'm good.

So I took a three-hour nap. Dang I'm distractable. I took a three-hour nap. Then I made spaghetti for the hall and we had a spaghetti and karaoke night. It was lots of fun. I didn't think anyone would want to do karaoke, but it was actually rather popular among a moderately select group of people. We enjoyed ourselves, I must say. I missed my Bible study's last hangy-outty time, though, so that was sad. It was okay to miss it, but I wish I could have gone. I'm going to miss beaucoup those ladies. In French, beaucoup (a lot) goes after the verb because it describes how I'm going to miss the ladies. Ooh, I'm studying for French without even meaning to! Ha! Thumbs up for the day goes to...*drumroll*...LAURA AKA MEEEEEEE!

Distracted again. I missed Bible study but it was okay because I spent quality time with the hallians. And because I practiced being an RA for next year. I'm going to be an RA, by the way. Hinton James. I'm pretty hype about it. Like really hype. Super hype. Whoa hype. Heck yes I am hyyyyyyyyyyype!

By the way, Pride and Prejudice (I've only seen the recently made shorter version) is an incredible movie. Not to be a conformist, but to be a realist, I'm going to go ahead and say this: Mr. Darcy, if you exist, you are my type. Don't believe what those other girls say. You're for me. No lie. So come get me, please. I love to cook, I don't like to clean (but that doesn't matter anyway--you're rich enough to hire somebody who does), I'm funny and smart and interesting, and I want to have lots and lots of babies. Lots of them. And I'm going to be a good mom. So, Mr. Darcy, please come hither and retrieve your future bride.

I'm weird, too, apparently. I just wrote a note to a fictional character. Shoot.

I had lunch with Heidi today. It was our last discipleship thing. We finally finished that Captivating book. You know, the one that most girls our age adore but we think is kind of weird? Yeah, the one with weird examples and stuff. And the weird authors. That one. Yeah. Well, we finally finished it. Sort of. I forgot to read the last two chapters, so Heidi finished it and I reaped the fruits of her labor. Overall it was an okay book. Neither Heidi nor I have ever had a boyfriend, and neither one of us really even had a crush on a guy while we were reading the book. So lots of the stuff wasn't really applicable to us yet. We tried to pretend, though. We just pretended to date baseball and basketball players instead. Okay, I'm lying. We didn't do that. But we joked about it. Especially since I had that encounter with the really really tall basketball-wielding person. So he was my fake date and a moderately tall baseball-wielding person was Heidi's fake date. But like I said, we just joked about it. Man, I love sports. I really do.

So we did all that. And we finished it today. That was for discipleship, by the way. Heidi was my disciplererer, and I was the disciple. Those were some good times. Good times at good ol' Lenoir.

And I think I was working up to the fact that I took another nap just now. A three-hour nap. But then again, I guess I wasn't working up to that since I've already mentioned it.

I think I'll talk about exams really fast now. Ha, like it really will be fast. When the heck ever do I actually do things fast unless I'm scared that somebody is hiding in the den and if I take too long turning out lights and closing doors in that end of the house that somebody is going to get me? Exactly. Never. But I will try anyway. Hold me to it. Ha, hold me to it, oh reader who is nowhere near me right now, especially not while I'm writing this. See, I'm going long already. Go long! I love football. It's baseball season right now. But football season is in the fall. I am excited. Dang. Distracted again.

EXAMS. FOCUS, LAURA. EXAMS. I have had my econ exam and my education exam so far. The econ one was bad. Eew bad. No good kind of bad. Yikes. I think I may end up with a C in the class. We'll see. I have no idea how I did on my education final. Whatever I get on the exam will be what I have in the class due to how he grades stuff. It'll have a + tacked onto it, though, because I did the required work to get one. So that's good. I'll have to check and see what's up with that after I finish this thing REALLY FAST. Ha. So I have a French final tomorrow at noon, and I guess I'll do okay on that. I think I'm going to buy a frappucino tomorrow beforehand. Either that or a Gatorade. Light blue Gatorade. Gatorade Frost, Glacier Freeze AKA THE BEST EVERRRR!! They make fun of me in my French class about how much I love that kind of Gatorade. Sometime I'll have to write about my experiences in French. But not now. I'm trying to finish this quickly. So, French tomorrow. Will be sort of hard but sort of not hard. Will go to bed earlyish and get up earlyish to study. Think that is good idea. Am trying to streamline writing to make faster. Not really working. Still rambling even though streamlined. Boo. Forgot what was writing. Hm. Must reread.

Ah, French tomorrow. Then I have my history exam Monday at eight. It is all essay stuff. I missed some classes this semester, too, mostly from oversleeping, so I have to get the notes from my friend either tomorrow afternoon/evening or sometime Friday. I'm not going to be able to see ano shoot I got distracted again. Oh well. I was saying that I won't be able to see another baseball game until next February. The poor baseball team, what are they going to do without my support for the remainder of this season? I hope they do okay. Dude, so kidding. I know they are not dependent on me for their wins. Otherwise they'd be better than they are. Ha, kidding again. Well sort of. I mean, I've been to lots of games. Anyway. Back to exams.

The history exam is going to be hard. Oh my holy goodness, it's after eight o'clock. But you don't know that, because it displays the time the post was started, not the time it was posted. So it probably says this was posted at, like, maybe, I don't know, maybe six-forty or something. I have no idea when I started this, actually. Dang it. I should count the number of times I got off topic in this thing. I swear, I'm not doing it to look dumb or anything. All of these distracted periods are genuine. I really am this distractable.

Monday: bad hard essay history exam yikes notes need study. Tuesday: stupid class hate psychology bad professors boring lack knowledge study need read book only way learn.

I hope that communicated to you all that I am feeling.

Move out Tuesday sometime. Must finalize plans. Want to stay. Sad to leave. Like people here. Like place. Do not like liberals. Kidding. Not kidding. Glad to go home. Like home. Like people there. Like place. Like bed. Like small-town conservatism. Need break. Like typing. Feels neat. Want spaghetti. Like word spaghetti. Like 'h' that does nothing. Yay. Like blog. Like rambling. Fun.

I'm a middle grades education major, by the way. Language arts concentration, fake math minor. Also real math minor. Lots of math, lots of English. Will be fun.

Phew.