October, 2002
October 1st, 2002, 11:01 p.m. - Surrogate mom
My Post-Colonial Women Novelists professor brought our class cookies and coffee today. Awww!
October 3rd, 2002, 11:52 p.m. - Surrogate mommie dearest
I got called a smart-a** today...by the same professor I mentioned above! It's okay--she's my favorite professor and it was all in fun. It was actually one of the funniest moments of my life.
October 5th, 2002, 2:08 p.m. - Nice
Unlike last weekend, where I had all sorts of work to do, this weekend I have a fairly light workload. Which is nice, because I can just relax all day. Tonight my school is showing Spider-man and I'm very excited. I would like to know, though, how my school is managing to show the movie. (We don't usually screen movies that aren't on video yet.) I really hope I won't be watching a bootleg....
October 10th, 2002, 11:06 p.m. - Yay!
My parents are coming tomorroooooooooooooooow.
October 13th, 2002, 10:53 p.m. - Hot mama
If loving Lena Olin is wrong, I don't want to be right.
October 16th, 2002, 8:37 p.m. - Sigh
Why is it that everyone else got a fall break last weekend and I still have to wait two weeks for ours? Not that I'm going home that weekend, but I'm looking forward to three days off. Stupid other schools.
11:30 p.m. - Crazy...crazy for feelings...
Leave it to me to pick the hall with the crazy girls. Of course, I mean that in a good way. Of course.
October 19th, 2002, 12:43 a.m. - Me vs. everyone else
I came really close to turning on the heat tonight. But I will not admit defeat! This room has been hot for almost two months, and I will not make it hotter!
Jennifer Lopez, I no longer wish to have the same name as you. Please change your name (and NOT to J. Lo) within the next 24 hours, or I will be required to take drastic measures.
October 20th, 2002, 6:58 p.m. - Birthday girl
Happy Birthday, Ravenna! Kat and Michelle and I just decorated your room, so I hope you appreciate our hard work and don't freak out about the jungle of red crepe paper. :)
October 23rd, 2002, 2:21 p.m. - There's something in the air...
It's almost Fall Freeday weekend! I'm not going home, but I'm still excited!
October 25th, 2002, 1:16 p.m. - What I have to put up with
To the immature, arrogant, self-centered, disrespectful, small-minded, superficial (I could go on...) boys (and yes, you are boys, not men) who live below me:
Yes, you will probably never read this, but I don't care. This is an open letter from the "fat chick" (ooh, look at that, I did hear you!) upstairs: you need to age about 10 years, gain a few IQ points, and, most importantly, learn to keep your mouths shut. Yes, I heard you insulting me. I heard you call me "dark-haired, ugly, kind of fat". (Well, you got one out of three right--I do have dark hair.) I heard you say, "Fat chick, go to bed!" I heard you laughing your little fool heads off because you're so cool and play your music at deafening levels at 2 in the morning and don't care what anyone else thinks.
Guess what? I don't care about you, either. I don't care what names you call me, because only immature, arrogant, self-centered, disrespectful, small-minded, superficial boys call people ugly and fat. You're twenty years old, if not older, and you are still in middle school. I hope you are enjoying yourselves there, because you will only be there for so long. Once you get out into the real world and are forced to grow up, it's going to feel like a slap in the face. And, personally, I would pay any amount of money in the world to be there when you get slapped.
I couldn't care less that you think I'm fat and ugly. I'm not. I'm not angry because you're stupid. I'm angry because you are bullies and have ticked me off. I'm angry that I'm angry. I hope that you get a big kick out of playing your music so loud because you know it bothers me, because I would like you to have this little pleasure before you get that slap I talked about earlier. I hope your stereo makes you happy. I hope you're not compensating for something else. (Wait...maybe I don't hope that!)
Anyway, have a good time, because soon you'll graduate and be forced to grow up. Don't mind me; I'll just stop sleeping all together. Not a problem at all. Hope you're glad you're jerks.
Okay, rant over. :)
11:56 p.m. - The sounds of silence
It's a miracle. It's almost midnight and I haven't heard music from downstairs since noon. Maybe Jeremy went home for Fall Freeday! Maybe I'll be able to sleep tonight! Maybe all weekend! Oh, boy, now I'm excited!
Congratulations to Cara and Pat on their engagement! We knew it was coming, but it's still exciting. :)
October 29th, 2002, 10:32 p.m. - Things can only get better
Two more nights of this stupid music and then I get three nights of blissful quiet. I can't wait.
October 31st, 2002, 11:02 p.m. - Mmm...candy
Happy Halloween! I didn't go Trick-or-Treating; I was stuck home handing out candy while my parents were out at dinner. And no one even showed up! Oh, well. Tomorrow we're heading for Roanoke for my brother's wedding. I'll report back Saturday, when we get home.
October 27th, 2002, 12:26 p.m. - Here a ring, there a ring...