I wonder what my parents are going to say about ye olde tattooe. Among my friends, I figured most wouldn't have a problem with it. It usually spawned talk about how the other person wanted to get a tattoo sometime in the future [I think Mike's sounds the coolest out of the people who definitely know what they want]. The only person I thought would have a problem was Bryce. Well, I told him last night... his first response was, "Can I rub it off?" After I convinced him it was real, he [jokingly] chastised me. I think that's his way of saying, "That's weird... but I still love you."
So I took my first 16MB card's worth of pictures and such (I got 17 and a 5-second movie in). It's quite fun. I'll have to put the pictures up. I thought buying the camera would break me, but after getting paid a little bit I have just under $500 in the bank. I have to put some money on my meal card (that'll be about the amount of my paycheck if I do), so I'll be back to three-or-four hundred something dollars.
You know, fall break is supposed to be a break from school... however, in my case, I'll have to study some because I have a test Thursday and a paper due Friday (and I will be in Kansas during the test and obviously on Friday). But the weekend after we come back, Bryce and I will (hopefully) see Texas Chainsaw Massacre. That will be fun.
Yesterday was an extremely weird day for me. I felt all gross and sick when I woke up so I didn't go to work or my first class. I went to calculus though, and that's only because I thought we were going to get grade checks (and because Justin would have made me go anyway). But I felt so icky that I didn't eat anything until almost 10 o'clock at night--I went to Dairy Queen and had some buffalo chicken wings, fries, and a small "Twix-or-treat" blizzard.
I dunno, at times I feel super-concerned about my weight. At other times, I'm just like 'whatever'. It's not like I'm one of those roly poly people. I'm just round around the middle. My arms are decent, my legs are great (except when you get closer to the middle of the body). Mom even commented on my chubby tummy when I first lost weight last year. I can't seem to get rid of it, but it's not my primary concern right now. My primary concern is school...
School is going alright I suppose. I should get an A in communications (assuming I can score get a couple more points than I have been on average for the quizzes). I don't really want to get a B in American Government (because I have the easiest teacher), but if I don't start working harder I just might. There's still a chance to get an A though. I have the least motivation for this class because I don't like politics (which is what a lot of this class is about), but I did get the easiest professor so... I'm getting an A in fencing because I show up and I try. :D I hope to get a low A in Calculus, although a high or mid-range B is probably what I'll get. I would be glad for the B though! I probably will get a B in Physics 2 lab. Unless I magically become a Physics genius over the break. If I don't get an A in Spanish, I will have to throw myself off a cliff. And I should get an A in Black Diamond Choir because, like fencing, I show up (practices and performances), and I sing. And I have good choir ettiquite.
I can't wait to be at home. I get to clean my room (haha--fun, right? Kidding). And I get to bring my fall/winter clothes here. I desperately need to get new dress shoes. I think I will sell my cute little girl looking shoes on eBay... I also need some of those cool gel insoles for my shoes. I got some, but they fit funny (they're made for high-heeled shoes, plus I think I got the wrong size)...
And in conclusion, those are my thoughts on this nice October day. Oh wait, I have one more.
I wish boys were all over me like they are my roommate. Okay, maybe not that severe. But her ex-boyfriend is trying to get back together with her (and it's not happening, but he won't admit defeat). She also likes one of her friends who maybe-sort-of likes her but isn't really looking to date right now (but he did kiss her--not like make-out kiss, just a kiss on the lips). That's two more boys that I have interested in me. Rattaphone (who is not my roommate) says that boys like because I'm smart and cute. Right, she's smart and cute too, but I'm more of a cute-friend where as she is a cute-and-smart-girl-that-boys-also-think-is-hot-and-would-probably-date. Maybe I just like the wrong types of guys. You know, those emotionally bruised ones that just need a hug and a glimmer of hope that whatever they went through in the past will NOT happen if they date me. *sigh* Emotionally damaged boys are like birds with broken wings. I want to take care of them, but if I try to touch them they just freak. What they don't realize is if they take a chance on me making the pain go away, I will make them feel better-than-new.
And now, I must go. Have an awesome fall break, everyone. :D I'm bringing the laptop home to show Mom my fun party pictures (which I might post on Tuesday).
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