The crack head who scheduled me first quarter

Ok, so I think to show the strength of my happiness right now, I should make a list of things that are in my life before I start complaining.

In no particular order:

I love college. Like seriously. I didn't think I could love school this much. It's pretty sweet. All you young'ins be looking forward to it.

My friends are pretty boss. I've met some truly extraordinary people.

I'm going home this weekend to see my momma, seesters, brover, my grandparents, my amazing amazing cousins and the love of my life, Emily. I'm also going to be seeing my Acting Up loves in Wizard. Oh, and I'm also going to be hanging out with one Katherine Pedigo. This might be the best weekend ever.

I recently discovered my copy of The Screwtape Letters and upon smelling it (yes, smelling it) I have resolved that it smells exactly like Clive himself.

I'm currently drinking some really delicious chocolate milk.

I'd been praying a lot about finding a good church to get with before I was here on campus. I kinda stressed about it a lot, but then God was like "Oh hey Kirsten, you silly girl. Why do you worry about these things? I got this one." *Plops Crosswalk in my lap* Thanks God! You're like, the coolest, no lie.

I watched the Deathly Hallows Part 1 trailer and BY GREAT THORS HAMMER THAT WAS AMAZING! I have never been this excited for a move. Ever.

I also started rereading Deathly Hallows for the 85th time. And I guess I'd forgotten how much I love Harry Potter in the rush that is college, but now I remember. OOOOHHH do I remember. I'll shout it from the roof tops. I. LOVE. HARRY. POTTER.

Also, I just looked in the mirror, and my hair looks kind of fabulous today. Thanks hair.

But, what would I be, if I wasn't a pessimist?

Well, an optimist, I guess. Which would be preferable at times I suppose. But where's the fun in that?

Everywhere, you respond.

But whatever. Now onto the things that are not good. The list is less extensive, but knowing me I'll dwell on the awful.

My roommate, Catie, God love her, is ill. Now before you assume that my life is gloomy because of friends ailments, allow me to say that because she's sick, she snores. Thusly I have not been able to get adequate sleep. Wa wa wa. But now, because I was a jerk about it, I think I'm coming down with whatever she had/has. Come on golden immune system, don't fail me now.

Also, I over slept this morning. I over slept for my only class of the day. I over slept for my only class of the day that begins at 8:30 in the morning. So now I don't have anything today. I guess I'll use my time to finish my English assignment... or maybe blog. Yeah, I think I'll blog. That sounds like a more productive use of my time.

But who schedules one class for the day? Like, for real? I'm sure my academic advisor is super nice and everything, but who sits there and says "Hey, lets give this person on class super early and then nothing else for the rest of the day."

Do your homework, Kirsten. Get involved in something, Kirsten. Get a job, Kirsten.

Hey tiny voice of reason! You keep out of this. I'm complaining!

So now that I nothing to do today I'll probably end up doing my English essay, read Deathly Hallows and grumble about missing Soc class.

Meh. Not amused. I really enjoy my sociology class. The teacher is interesting and provocative, and I can't wait to get into a real discussion with her because I can already tell that a lot of her ideas are the polar opposite of my own. And seriously, I spend an hour and a half studying people. For a creeper like me, there's nothing better. I'm no Ravenclaw, but I do enjoy learning, and if there's any part of school that I do like it's the actual lecture.

So when I guess that was the first college class I skipped. I should take a picture and put it up next to my clay hand print form Kindergarten and Orchids. Milestones baby.