so i've been back in san diego for a week.

highlights:
friday the 23rd [and quite a bit into the 24th]:
most importantly, it was my first [and not last] free friday of the semester. after lunch, emily's friends matty and willie came over, along with aryanna. matty drove us all down to the mexican border so that we could a. go shopping and b. eat delicious tacos. shopping spawned a fantastically flannel idea- we all buy the same flannel shirt and wear it now and over emily's birthday weekend excursion. finding [delicious and authentic] tacos was harder than we all expected, but we found some. most of us ditched the flannel- no need to look like a gang that close to mexico. we spent the rest of the night at horton plaza, the hotel del coronado, driving around downtown, and gambling. yes, i gambled. :] and i was the only one to win anything. i netted around fourteen dollars and won emily about tweleve. everyone was jealous of my two cent/five cent slot skills. after we were back in the dorm, aryanna and i lasted until four in the morning. ridiculously awesome night to say the least.

saturday the 24th:
that morning, my phone went off, waking me up. it was a san diego area code and i ignored it. when i got around to checking the message that had been left, i discovered it was chipotle. i had won a free dinner for four. :D i was uncharacteristically lucky that weekend. emily, aryanna, and willie helped me eat the burritos.

sunday the 25th: opening claire's care package brightened up the beginings of sadness. saved it for just that reason. essentially not stopping since mid-january caught up with me. now i have an exciting new chicky plate and water cup.

new classes: art history: gothic-modern, sociology, communications, statistics, rhetoric and written argument.
[fucking comm is the new fucking philosophy].

also:
i was right in at least one case [ten points.]
i just don't know how to feel about some things. [most things?]
that's all you need to know.


yogurtland tonight. :]

so i haven't updated in ages.
or two weeks, you pick.

since then i've...

turned eighteen:
the day of my birthday, i slept in and went to class [ew]. then emily, aryanna, and i went to the cheesecake factory for celebratory cheesecake which was really, really nice. then emily and i ran to the trolley [not so nice... i thought i might die. or at least projectile vomit chocolatechocolatechocolate cheesecake]. then we went to the seven-eleven where i nearly couldn't buy a lottery ticket. who knew it was so FREAKING HARD?! we watched the office at nine and then i think i went to bed.... i have an eight o' clock class on fridays. ugh.

i actually felt different waking up on my birthday for once....weird.

the next day i went to all my classes [again, ugh] and took the train home at three. i spent friday night with my family at Lucille's and then dragged my brother around town while i shopped for odds and ends. then- of course- GOLDEN SPOON. where i had a coupon for free fro-yo , HECK YES. then we all sat around and watched the soup.

the next morning was my library's booksale, so i got up early, got some starbucks, and went over. i got to see everybody, including Pam, who i hadn't seen since before i left for college. i stayed from around nine until three-ish. afterward, i took evan out for a late lunch and various shopping. plus i promised him starbucks, so we had to get that.

i spent the night with kaitlyn and kelly and we had the best time driving around laguna and taking pictures of a little army man everywhere we went. i finally got to drive everyone [legally.... :D].

I was supposed to take the three o'clock train back to san diego state, but aryanna offered to take me back with her. i went out to red robin with my mom for lunch and took evan and his friend to game stop with all my extra free time. my dad was working on a photo album for his parents who he's visiting right now, so he dragged out all the awkward baby/liller chiller pictures which were amusing. Emily didn't come back until the next day, so i had the room all to myself for the night.

THEN, i survived one crazy week:
because i have been supreme ruler of the procrastinators, i had a TON of shit to do last week. even with tuesday off, i worked straight through most of the week. i had a paper to write, a midterm to study for, a project to research [and complete], and ANOTHER midterm to study for. i took friday and saturday off as mental health days. friday, emily's friends came to visit and we all hung out. saturday, i spent time with my aunt and cousin at seaport village for my birthday. it was so nice to just get away for two days, but i had to come back and finish nearly an entire term project. which took all of sunday. which SUCKED. and it didn't help that the power went out twice [and still isn't completely back up. last night we didn't have any electricity, so even our fridge didn't work, and today the overhead lights don't work]. i was done by ten o'clock, just in time for 'the pick up artist,' which is FREAKING ENTERTAINING. Mystery [THAT'S HIS NAME!] is so weird i can barely stand it. i passed out a little past eleven.

today i went to my usual classes [art history, anthropology, and philosophy] where i found out i got an A on my art midterm, turned in my project for extra credit, and wanted to shoot myself in philosophy. i felt so accomplished from yesterday, that i lazed around the dorm room before finishing my homework and starting on my next two projects. i have four days to write a paper for art history, two weeks to start and finish my linguistics term project, and about three weeks to write a philosophy paper good enough to keep me passing. fantastic.

really, i'm just counting the days until thanksgiving break [which for me starts wednesday at 8:51, unless my art class gets cancelled- PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE. :D]

i just bought shoes online.
how exciting is that?

i kinda thought it was.
especially since i said it was a gift. i'm too cheap to pay extra to get it giftwrapped for myself, but i did send myself a note with the package.
in 6-9 days, i will be getting a decent-sized box filled with shoes AND a ridiculous note.
one of which may not fit [DAMN YOU CLEARANCE SHOES!]

but it'll be exciting to get another package.
i've gotten one letter and one package since college started.
both are from my dad.
:/
they count, but not really. [they count just about as much as sending yourself shoes counts...]


today was an easy class day- i start at eleven with linguistics and finish at three-fifteen after rhetoric written argument.
and that's with an hour and forty-five minute break in between.
tomorrow is my 'hard' day.
i start at eight with art history and go until eleven-fifty with an hour break between ten and eleven.
anthropology is a fun class; i have a great teacher who is funny and interesting. she showed the class the myotonic goat video that lain showed me last year. that only reminded me of pappert's class and of fun times with lain. D;
philosophy, my last class of the day, nearly goes over my head. half the things the teacher talks about i don't want to think about and the other half i don't understand.
my plan for that class is simple: extra credit. :D

two days ago, emily and i went on an adventure to the fashion valley mall.
its pretty much the COOLEST MALL OF ALL TIME.
and i've been to a couple of malls, mon amie.
after some difficulties with public transportation, we made it to the mall. its set up as a two story outdoor mall and has nearly every store you'd want. well, every store i wanted.
thanks to bargain hunting i bought various tanks, shoes, and bags. [surprise!]
we crammed our way on the trolley with our bags around eight o' clock sunday night.

on saturday, emily's friends matt, willie, and kristin drove down to visit.
the five of us spent the day in downtown san diego at the beach, seaport village, salvation army, in and out, and yogurtland.
the waves were really calm but the ocean was too cold and choked with seaweed for me to stay in long. it was nice being in a car for the first time in a week and a half- walking everywhere really takes its toll [especially on my calves- they look hot btw. :D]
most of all, driving around at night with deathcab and crazy indie music blasting just made me miss my friends back home.

i should get back to reading for anthro and philosophy class tomorrow.
i'l probably end up watching some more of last season of the office.
:D