Well, I'm trying to find a job. Jobjobjob. I'm also writing a lot more since my parents are being.... yeah. I won't go into that. In any case, I have lots of poems. I'm a comment whore. LEAVE ME COMMENTS! (Either on my journal... less prefered or on my poetry).

This e-mail I wrote to my parents will give you an overview of what has been going on in the past few days. I'll add more to the end of it.

Hey, guys,
I was planning to come home today to get some things that I forgot, but I'm feeling like absolute and utter shite (not mentally, mentally I'm feelin' fine and dandy).

News about classes: Spanish 220, English 101, Sociology 101, Psychology 102

I'm really excited about these classes. I think they're going to be great. For example, in my first day of Spanish, we listened to two songs, one in portugese and one in italian, picked out five words from each, and wrote a poem with those words! It was sooo cool! I have some reading for psychology and sociology to do this weekend, but other than that I'm homework free.

If I start feeling better, I think I'm going to make the jaunt home today, anyway. If not I might be forced to make it Sunday or Monday.

Oh! Guess what? I found my cell phone! *does the happy dance... fails at the happy dance because standing up=bad*

One of the good things (for you all) about me being sick, though, is that I'm not going to be able to leave my room, even for food, because the caf is too far away to make the walk to... not eat anything.. be worth it. I'm cornered, you guys. *winks*

So, in review: Sick as dog, classes great (Spanish prof is h-o-t-t HOT... *ahem*), cell phone found, not sure about coming home today, but will give it a shot.

Love you,
Lauren

Additions in no particular order:
Sickness: I took my full dose of zoloft for the first time in... god only knows how long. Apparently I need to work my way up, but seratonin rushes are JUST AS BAD (if not worse) than seratonin withdrawal. Who woulda thunk it?

Spanish Prof: Sr. Ignacio Garrido... a drool/hump worthy man if I ever saw one. This dude is 35, but looks like a young twenty. He speaks with a castilan accent... native Spaniard... shortish, fit, thick light brown hair. God yes.

Cellphone: has been missing ye these last several months, and last night when I was looking for a three hole punch for Rob (my dm for d20 mod), I found it!!! I was so fucking excited, you have no idea.

RP: If Sara doesn't kill Rob and eat his soul, it should be fun. I bought a d20 (and ramen) yesterday.

Parents: They've been worried about me and calling every day, but I keep not being in when they call. Today, they finnally got me, just a few minutes after I hit send on that e-mail. I love my parents, I really do. They're really good people. Sometimes they drive me absolutely fucking nuts, but they are good people.

Laptop: Still don't have it, consarn it!!! That was most of the reason for me going home this weekend... now that I've been a good girl and actually taken my meds (stupid meds) I know if I can make the trip today. Sara was offering to drive, but I'm trying to imagine how motion sickness and this combined

This e-mail I wrote to my parents will give you an overview of what has been going on in the past few days. I'll add more to the end of it.

Hey, guys,
I was planning to come home today to get some things that I forgot, but I'm feeling like absolute and utter shite (not mentally, mentally I'm feelin' fine and dandy).

News about classes: Spanish 220, English 101, Sociology 101, Psychology 102

I'm really excited about these classes. I think they're going to be great. For example, in my first day of Spanish, we listened to two songs, one in portugese and one in italian, picked out five words from each, and wrote a poem with those words! It was sooo cool! I have some reading for psychology and sociology to do this weekend, but other than that I'm homework free.

If I start feeling better, I think I'm going to make the jaunt home today, anyway. If not I might be forced to make it Sunday or Monday.

Oh! Guess what? I found my cell phone! *does the happy dance... fails at the happy dance because standing up=bad*

One of the good things (for you all) about me being sick, though, is that I'm not going to be able to leave my room, even for food, because the caf is too far away to make the walk to... not eat anything.. be worth it. I'm cornered, you guys. *winks*

So, in review: Sick as dog, classes great (Spanish prof is h-o-t-t HOT... *ahem*), cell phone found, not sure about coming home today, but will give it a shot.

Love you,
Lauren

Additions in no particular order:
Sickness: I took my full dose of zoloft for the first time in... god only knows how long. Apparently I need to work my way up, but seratonin rushes are JUST AS BAD (if not worse) than seratonin withdrawal. Who woulda thunk it?

Spanish Prof: Sr. Ignacio Garrido... a drool/hump worthy man if I ever saw one. This dude is 35, but looks like a young twenty. He speaks with a castilan accent... native Spaniard... shortish, fit, thick light brown hair. God yes.

Cellphone: has been missing ye these last several months, and last night when I was looking for a three hole punch for Rob (my dm for d20 mod), I found it!!! I was so fucking excited, you have no idea.

RP: If Sara doesn't kill Rob and eat his soul, it should be fun. I bought a d20 (and ramen) yesterday.

Parents: They've been worried about me and calling every day, but I keep not being in when they call. Today, they finnally got me, just a few minutes after I hit send on that e-mail. I love my parents, I really do. They're really good people. Sometimes they drive me absolutely fucking nuts, but they are good people.

Laptop: Still don't have it, consarn it!!! That was most of the reason for me going home this weekend... now that I've been a good girl and actually taken my meds (stupid meds) I know if I can make the trip today. Sara was offering to drive, but I'm trying to imagine how motion sickness and this combined would be a good thing. I'll probably feel better by tomorrow? Or later today? Please, god?

I love Sara dearly, but I'm sure we're both getting sick of having to share a computer.

Anyway, this is Llelwyn, signing out. (And crawling back into bed with a good book).

*EDIT* Going home. Sara is driving. It'll build character. Right?

This e-mail I wrote to my parents will give you an overview of what has been going on in the past few days. I'll add more to the end of it.

Hey, guys,
I was planning to come home today to get some things that I forgot, but I'm feeling like absolute and utter shite (not mentally, mentally I'm feelin' fine and dandy).

News about classes: Spanish 220, English 101, Sociology 101, Psychology 102

I'm really excited about these classes. I think they're going to be great. For example, in my first day of Spanish, we listened to two songs, one in portugese and one in italian, picked out five words from each, and wrote a poem with those words! It was sooo cool! I have some reading for psychology and sociology to do this weekend, but other than that I'm homework free.

If I start feeling better, I think I'm going to make the jaunt home today, anyway. If not I might be forced to make it Sunday or Monday.

Oh! Guess what? I found my cell phone! *does the happy dance... fails at the happy dance because standing up=bad*

One of the good things (for you all) about me being sick, though, is that I'm not going to be able to leave my room, even for food, because the caf is too far away to make the walk to... not eat anything.. be worth it. I'm cornered, you guys. *winks*

So, in review: Sick as dog, classes great (Spanish prof is h-o-t-t HOT... *ahem*), cell phone found, not sure about coming home today, but will give it a shot.

Love you,
Lauren

Additions in no particular order:
Sickness: I took my full dose of zoloft for the first time in... god only knows how long. Apparently I need to work my way up, but seratonin rushes are JUST AS BAD (if not worse) than seratonin withdrawal. Who woulda thunk it?

Spanish Prof: Sr. Ignacio Garrido... a drool/hump worthy man if I ever saw one. This dude is 35, but looks like a young twenty. He speaks with a castilan accent... native Spaniard... shortish, fit, thick light brown hair. God yes.

Cellphone: has been missing ye these last several months, and last night when I was looking for a three hole punch for Rob (my dm for d20 mod), I found it!!! I was so fucking excited, you have no idea.

RP: If Sara doesn't kill Rob and eat his soul, it should be fun. I bought a d20 (and ramen) yesterday.

Parents: They've been worried about me and calling every day, but I keep not being in when they call. Today, they finnally got me, just a few minutes after I hit send on that e-mail. I love my parents, I really do. They're really good people. Sometimes they drive me absolutely fucking nuts, but they are good people.

Laptop: Still don't have it, consarn it!!! That was most of the reason for me going home this weekend... now that I've been a good girl and actually taken my meds (stupid meds) I know if I can make the trip today. Sara was offering to drive, but I'm trying to imagine how motion sickness and this combined would be a good thing. I'll probably feel better by tomorrow? Or later today? Please, god?

I love Sara dearly, but I'm sure we're both getting sick of having to share a computer.

Anyway, this is Llelwyn, signing out. (And crawling back into bed with a good book).

*EDIT* Going home. Sara is driving. It'll build character. Right?

Just posted a newish drawing and a few new poems the other day and only got to writing an entry about it now. I'm such a slack ass.