This is it, the end of all things. The semester is finally over! Everyone talks about how quickly it went by, but to me, it couldn't have gone any slower if it wanted to. True, it is somewhat odd thinking, "Wow, it's already December," but in a lot of ways, this semester was terrible. Reason 1) my dad-- enough said. Reason 2) no car/borrowed car from August 5ish-December 10. Reason 3) Government...I just hate government classes! Reason 4) I HAVE NINE CAVITIES! Well, six of them are filled, so it's not so bad, but...still, they hurts us precious! And it's all because I never really used to floss...who has time to floss when you're already brushing!? (Well, now I do, every day...so pooey on you, teeth.)
Reasons why next semester will rock? I'm taking Yoga, Ballet (yes, they are actually both courses!), Geography, Honors World Civ II, Chemistry (normally I'd say 'ew' but chemistry is the only science I'm good at, so I love it), and German 102, bringing me up to 15 hours. I wish I'd been able to get in math to get it out of the way, but I think the workload would've been too much for me.
Also, if you missed it above, MY CAR IS OUT OF THE SHOP!!! Four long months without my child...haha. Anyway, I am enjoying it fully and not driving too fast (well...).
Anyway, I need to go move stuff down the hall. I am so thrilled to be done with this semester!
So...here's the deal. I consider myself to be at least somewhat talented at playing the flute; however, when I play in front of the rest of my section or a group of people I'm reduced back to the girl who can't play a C above the staff (I can do that at least now). I enjoy playing; it doesn't mean I'm a child prodigy or anything. I'm sure that I don't practice "enough" but I play to just have fun. I guess I shouldn't have joined Wind Ensemble, where only about four or five of us (if even, I don't even know exact numbers) are non-music majors. I love music, but I dread walking in the Davis building everyday because I know that I'm going to feel like I'm a fourth grader in beginning band again.
Anyway, I just had to get all that out...I have been having a terrible week in many, many, many aspects. But oh well.
Oh, and I'm apparently having a two-week period...awesome. You know what rocks even more? I bet it's going to get up to three weeks! Yay for my uterus! Blah blah blah. And I am so sick of the nurses saying, "Oh, it takes three months for your body to get used to a new birth control pill" (fyi, I take birth control to regulate these horrendous periods) when I know that because I've been on birth control since I was twelve. I supposedly have endometriosis and ovarian cysts, so what is the doctor's solution? Birth control! When I still have horrible cramps and insane bleeding! Yeah, totally!
So I'm pretty sure that all the guys didn't want to hear all that, but uh...too bad. =)
If I haven't already said, the running theme for my subject line is a line from a Rufus Wainwright or Tori Amos song, since they are the two artists whose songs I know obsessively. All the ones so far have been from Rufus songs.
We students found out more details about the lockdown situation from last night. Apparently a woman, a "juvenile" who is "not a student" here brandished a gun in Brooke Hall, on our floor, and then ran. The police recovered the handgun from an off-campus apartment, but no developments have happened on who did it. Le sigh. Could things get anymore dramatic? Well, yes they could, but that is beside the point.
Speaking of drama, my roommate is about the epitome of annoying and smelly and messy and intolerable and I am incapable of living with her. Enough said.
Now I must go before my brain explodes...
So, apparently there has been a shooting in Main Hall. Or two girls on our hall floor fighting over another girl and one pulling out a gun then running away. Or a person on campus with a gun looking for another person to shoot. What, you may ask? We don't know the details, but apparently Montevallo is on lockdown.
Now, normally, I would be like "Okay, well, I'll stay in my room and find out details on what to do, what happened, etc. in the safety of my room." However, I have class tomorrow at 9 a.m. and I kind of need to know what to do regarding that. No one has sent any emails to students via UMail that I've seen, and nothing is on the news; I talked to two people and the first told me the shooting in Main Hall story, and claimed he was corroborated by the campus police, and the second told me that she had now heard three different stories. So mass confusion is afoot, but Rachel (second person) is now calling the campus police and then calling me back once she finds something out.
However, those stupid loud people outside of Lund are still being noisy, so obviously it's not like a Virginia Tech thing, at least not that anybody knows of yet. One night around 12:30, these black guys pulled up in like..two cars (there were a lot of them, obviously) and they were hanging out the windows and chanting something that sounded like a threat; then they drove off fast, squealing tires and all. So...I kind of wouldn't be surprised if something happened because that night I was so, so paranoid about going to sleep and waking up to a shooting situation because it sounded like those guys said, "You fuck with us, and we'll fuck with you" but I couldn't tell for sure. So I have no idea, and I'll update next time I do.
Yikes.
First blog...hoorah. What to say? Firstly, it's cold, and I hate cold weather (I was born in July, what do you expect?). Secondly, I miss Joseph. Now, this happens a lot, so what's so special this time, you say? Well, I get to see him Wednesday (most hopefully) because he's planning on coming over for the MOG Halloween party, so it makes it all that much worse-- so close yet so far away!
Oh, I have to explain what MOG is...the Montevallo Organization of Gaming, of which I am a secretary ('a' meaning one of two). They forgot to bring the dice I paid $10 of dues for last time, so Saturday, Joseph, Mom and I all went to buy me some, and they're purple and blue and pretty! And Joseph bought me a dice bag like the sweet, nerdy guy he is. :D I am going to embroider it with gold thread, but I don't know what to put on it yet. So by tomorrow, I will have two sets of dice. Fun fun!
So right now I am procrastinating on a project I have due for German. We don't know when it's due but we're assuming tomorrow; Frau Diewald's been on vacation for two weeks. I was gone the week before she left because of my dad's passing away, so I am reeeeally lost on German now. Hopefully once she gets back, though, my motivation will be back...ha......ha............ha. Anyway, said project is worth 1,000 points. x_x' ONE THOUSAND! Now, I went to a high school with a very difficult curriculum (our senior project was to write a 4,000 word essay and send it overseas to be graded by random foreign people...talk about stressful!) but we never had a 1,000 point project. Alas. It's a travel journal and the city I traveled to is Frankfurt am Main. Hooray.
Anyway, I guess I'll go now, my tummy is telling me to eat some yummy pizza from the caf.
Auf Wiedersehen!
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