May we? Mais oui!

I hate to say it, but I kind of do miss French class. I mean, I'm just soooo good at that language for some reason. And I like it. It flows. I've been speaking to myself in French today in my head. I think I want to take it again, and I could take it here if I wanted. Which I kinda do. Just kinda, though.

Anyway, this weekend I went to the Fall Out Boy/All-American Rejects/Hawthorne Heights concert. It was great. AAR definitely had the best performance, and I got some good pictures.

Ashley and myself before the concert, waiting in line. We were totally like, the 30th and 31st people there out of like, 400 general admission tickets.

Hawthorne Heights. Definitely one of my favorite bands right now. They put on a pretty good show, too.

All-American Rejects. Like I said, they easily had the best performance there. Loved it.
Fall Out Boy guitarist. I was a little disappointed with their performance. They didn't seem very into it, but they had pretty lights, as you can see by this picture. Also fire, but I didn't get very good shots of the fire.

Again, Fall Out Boy. I didn't add any pictures of From First to Last or The Hush Sound on here, partly because I didn't have good pictures, and partly because I just don't like From First to Last. I'm not that hxc.

So, awesome concert. We got front row on the floor, as you may be able to tell by the proximity I had to have been in for those pictures, so waiting for 4 hours in the blazing March sun was worth it. And the guitarist for AAR totally winked at me. I didn't get any picks, though. We got our housing assignments for next year. I got my roommate preference, my hall preference, and my floor preference, but not my suitemates. So the four of us are going down to the Housing Office tomorrow to see if there's anyway we can get that changed. I've got my fingers crossed. We can't very well have prank wars if we can't get into the other person's room without a key. It's way past my bedtime.

Man, I could sure go for a good cry right about now...

So yesterday was ca-razy. Just not a good day for anyone. Well, maybe for someone, but certainly no one that I can think of right now. Things have lightened up a little, but it looks like the worst is soon to come for me. Only half of my classes are going the way I'd hoped right now, and the one I thought I'd do best in, is my worst thus far. I have a test tomorrow in Nutrition, which I'm having a really hard time studying for. I'm just so bleh right now. Still sick, and have been for nearly a week now. Luckily the review isn't too long, so hopefully I'll be able to finish it by like 2 or 3. I've been super hungry all day, and I'm not even sure why. Today I learned a very valuable lesson that applies to everyone out there:

GET A PLANNER.

SERIOUSLY.

YOU NEED A PLANNER.

WHAT'S THAT? YOU THINK YOU DON'T NEED ONE?

WELL, GUESS WHAT.

YOU'RE WRONG.

I don't know what I was thinking not getting a planner. Wait, I'll tell you what I was thinking: Nothing. I was not thinking when it came to planner-procuring. Today when I was trying to sign up for Habitat stuff, and I was getting all this information thrown at me in CP I was like, hang on, just let me pull out my planner... Team meeting here. General meeting there. Gala. Shack-a-thon. "What? You don't have a planner? Well I hope you have a good memory." That was me talking to myself, by the way. And I'll tell you something. I don't have a very good memory. At least not when it comes to remembering 50 bajillion dates and times and places. Anyway, I think I said this last time, but The List is up, so you know, either read it or have a life, whichever you prefer.

So take me and break me, and make me strong like you.

If you'll notice I made a change to the side-bar content. Under "Navigate" at the very top of the page is a new section called "About the author" which is The List. So, check it out of you want. Oddly enough, I'm glad to be back in CS, sleeping in my dorm bed, in my small room, with a dirty floor and fridge that freezes things randomly. I feel more at home here than my real home. Still sick, though. I'm not sure I could have been any less productive today. I had some Physics homework that I've been planning on doing pretty much every day for the past week, but have yet to even look at the problems for. I'm finally almost finished with the gray scarf I started like 5 months ago. Gah... I should have cleaned my room today if nothing else, but I've just been feeling so sick. And sore. Sick and sore. I'm slowly working on being healthier. I've started to exercise before I go to bed, and I'm trying to eat better, but the darn tape worms make it so much more difficult on me...

Now that I think about it, I never made any New Year's resolutions. Here we are in March, nearly April, and I have no resolutions to break, and that's a darn shame. Any suggestions?

Bulemics know what they're doing.

I hate food. I never want to eat again. Ever. Liquids are fine, but never ever anything solid.

I went to the eating contest today, even though I'm horribly sick. Like, the way I felt driving home yesterday, I've felt all day today. Anyway, I'm sort of glad I went. I mean, it was seriously entertaining, but I think it may have made me even more sick, especially since I participated. I didn't do the Physics I was supposed to do, so shame on me, but I think the way that I've been feeling, I wouldn't have done it even if I had stayed in CS. I just feel so delirious. I can't even remember how to spell really easy words. Like, I debated on whether or not "horribly" had two "r"s. That's just wrong. Ugh. Awful. Sick. Bleh.

I've also developed an obsession with Brand New's "Your Favorite Weapon". I'm not even sure why. I like Deja Entendu much better, but this is all I've been listening to for the past couple of days.

The list of 100 weird things about me is finished. I left quite a few off, so I think I'm going to go back and take a few off that aren't exactly weird, just unusual. A lot of them have to do with my OCD. Anyway, I'd like to see how many people actually read through that whole thing. And, just so there's no confusion. Yes, I know I'm weird. That's what the list is all about. Duh.

No more Benadryl for me, thanks.

So... Spring Break is coming to a close. It looks as though I've got eh... one day left. And I've accomplished... mm... nothing. I decided not to redo my room for many reasons that I don't care to list right now, but it'll hopefully happen during the summer. I went to the Ranch for a few days and that was actually a lot of fun. Stars are purty. Too bad we had a big bright waning gibbous. Ahhhh... I love astronomy. I think I'll marry it. Anywho, tomorrow is the eating contest, and what with the high number of participants and my lack of a large belly, I don't think I'll do very well. Regardless, it should be fun. Hopefully they don't want me to eat cookies, though, because I gave those up for Lent. :D Back to school on Sunday. Monday is dedicated to Physics studying. This is all a bit random because I'm feeling super tired. Earlier today, though, I felt the most tired I have ever been in my entire life. Like, I couldn't even walk straight, and it was really hard to stand upright. I had a stuffed up nose for some reason, so we stopped at a gas station on the way home and I got some Benadryl to soothe my symptoms, but it did nothing but make me x-tremely tired.

But I am le tired.

I sleep more than anyone else I know. Easily. You would think since I stay up late every night that I must not get all that much. Oh, no. I'll sleep for those 5 or 6 hours, and then when I get a break later on in the day, I'll sleep for 5 or 6 more hours because I'm a freak like that. I can't help it. I'm just always tired. I could have just had my 5 hour nap an hour ago, and I'd still tell you that I'm tired. So last weekend I came down to Lake Jackson, and I'm pretty sure every meal that I ate that weekend was enchiladas, beans, and rice, except for my lunch with the Varner's on Sunday when we ate Shanghai (mmm...). We should have gone to El Toro or something so I could keep up the trend. Which reminds me... Spring Break I have some big plans. Big plans to eat at all the restaurants I haven't been able to go to since I don't exactly live in the LJ anymore. So, I need to go to El Toro, On the River, Picket Fence, Shanghai, Shipley's, and Soda Shoppe, and I'm really only going to have about 3 days total to achieve this in, since we're going to the Ranch on Wednesday or Thursday, and I'm going to a concert on Sunday. So that leaves Saturday, Monday, and Tuesday as the days I know I'll have for sure. Also, I have to work somewhere into there redecorating my room and taking advantage of Rachel's discount for working at Starplex. And when I say discount, I mean FREE! Okay, I'm going to break down the break, and this is purely for myself:

This week (namely Thursday since that's all I have left): Talk to Rachel about the redecoration, and make a decision about how we want it done.
Friday: Arrive home, pick up paint samples, move furniture out of the bedroom or into the middle of the floor, have dinner at _______ (1)
Saturday: Wake-up around 10, go buy the paint, eat lunch at _________ (2), paint the primer on the walls.
Sunday: Church, then concert.
Monday: Lunch at ________ (3), paint a wall or two, go shopping for room accessories, finish the rest of the walls.
Tuesday: Wake-up and get breakfast at Shipley's (4), get more accessories, or purchase those I had picked out, whatever, watch a movie at the theater for FREE!, dinner at ________ (5), go home and put accessories in place.
Wednesday/Thursday: Relax with what little time I have left, leave for the Ranch.
Thursday-Sunday: At the Ranch.
Sunday: Return to CS.

Yeah, I capitalize Ranch. WHAT THEN?

Technically that should allow for everything, but I'm not so sure it will, because I have a bad habit of not following my plans, or changing them, or finding other things I need to do. So basically, if you want to hang out with me, we can eat... and then I assume Ross will come with me to buy things even though I know he'll hate it, or we can do things in the middle of the night, which is really the best time to hang out, anyway. If it weren't for the Ranch I'd have a lot more time, but I'll get over it. Man, I'm tired...