It was surprisingly action-packed for a Sunday. I got up at noon, ate breakfast & stuff, and then went downtown for a coaching session with my quintet, which took until 4. An hour to get there, an hour and a half of coaching, half an hour of rehearsal, and then I had to get a flushot. My dad needed new sandals so we went to the mall, I got Starbucks for the first time in months, and I returned at 6 with my head about to explode because I'm not supposed to have caffeine.
I really didnt do anything very interesting today. My parents went out to bring my big bro to college. BUT... when they came back home, they had a full rack of ribs from Smoky Bones... and all it took was 15 minutes for it all to be in my stomach. Yum!!!
My bus was all the way at the front of the line, around the corner, and down the street, and the bus driver's confused why everyone but two people missed it when she wasn't even within viewing distance from my school.
Anyway, I sat at my school for a truly horrible hour and a half until my friend's mom showed up and took most of the stragglers home. It helps that most of us live in the same neighborhood, so she didn't have to go too far.
My friend had a pint of blood, so I smeared it all over my hands and chased people with it until most of the people at my lunch table had red streaks somewhere on their person.
My friend had a pint of blood, so I smeared it all over my hands and chased people...
Uh...huh. Well.
I registered for classes today. I need a semester off so I should stick to 10-12 hours but I ended up with 15. If I get in my wait list class I'll have 18 hours, which is the max allowed. All this is probably a bad idea considering that I hate school and can't handle the work load I have now at 15 hours.
(Writing this out makes me think that I should visit my adviser again)
