So, it happened. I guess I'm in college, right? How odd to think that just three years ago I was seeing my sister off to college, thinking, "it's going to be an eternity and a half before that happens to me." Kinda sketches me out because what if I look back on my life when I'm ninety years old, decrepit, rotting skin, and think the same thing? Ew.

My dorm actually isn't that bad. Our beds came bunked, and neither my roommate nor I was pleased about that, so we unbunked them, then facing the conflict of space issues. I put my dresser in the closet area, so I would say now the only nuisance is getting to my desk which is in the corner squished between our two beds. Eh. It could be SO much worse.

Classes start tomorrow, which is kind of exciting. It looks like Calc III isn't going to be that that horrible, and I've heard good things about the professor. Physics II for Engineers will most likely kill me, so promise to come to the funeral. [Combining Calculus and Electromagnetics is like combining Ammonia and Bleach--absolutely caustic.]

I'm on my way to an advising meeting, at 2:00. So I guess I should go to that. Maybe I should update my livejournal more?

Why do I have this horrible habit of remembering appointments about half an hour before I have them? One of these days I'm just going to forget about one completely.

No seriously, I am. And when I do, you'll probably be laughing at me. (I'll forgive you though, because I'll be laughing at me too.)

I just recently finished a twix and I realized that there needs to be less caramel and more cookie for it to taste absolutely superb. I shall call the 800 number on the back and see what I can do about it. Like, on the front, it says Chocolate * Caramel * COOKIE BARS. The COOKIE BARS is literally all capital letters, other two lower-case. I think they should live up to the description on the front and keep the ratios similar rather than setting us up for disappointment. Deception! BAH!

On another thought, we had an impossible math test today that made me want to cry. My hopes and dreams about getting an A+ in BC Calc have been shattered. (With a 96, it seemed like my goal was at least tangible. Yeeeaarrrr BONK! Down the Toilet with that one.)

Well anyway, I need to go to my appointment that I just remembered about 9 minutes ago. [Dumb Orthodontics. Oy.]

By the way, Duracell batteries own energizer. They should have the duracell bunny. Oh and I decided that if I ever get a pet crab, his name is going to be "L'Hopital."


Peace.

I haven't officially used this in like three years. So lets set the boundaries right off the bat.

1) You're allowed to have your own opinion, but so am I. I'm perfectly fine with you voicing your opinion in a respectful fashion, but don't leave comments that are disrespectful to me or anybody else.
2) People sometimes left me comments correcting my grammar and spelling. I hope we're over that. I'm not going to re-check this the way I check a paper for school. We all do things like "!!!!1" or THe or Teh or "jsut" (although that particular one is a personal pet peeeeeeve.) But you do it too.
3) Don't take anything I say on here too personally.
4) Don't fight with someone online. It is the absolute epitome of immaturity.

That being said...

I'm really excited that I'm turning 18 in a week and four days. I've been waiting for this moment for 17 years, 11 months, 2 weeks, and however many days. I wonder what I'm going to ask for. Usually I don't ask for anything and I wait for people to surprise me. I might actually ask for some gift cards to somewhere that sells keyboards. (Like, the Piano kind, not the asdfghjkl kind.) I have my eye on a specific one at Target.

I'm becoming increasingly excited for graduation. It's hard to believe that it's right around the corner, since it seems like yesterday I was on my way to rainbow room or bitching about how bad my life sucked. [hah. ew.] I almost feel like I'm not ready, but at the same time I can't wait to get the hell out. I mean, seriously. Four years at that school is enough. I will openly say that Hall may be a great place for some, but I think it is extremely over-rated and we try too hard to put ourselves above everybody else. I'm fighting senioritis, even though it's still march and I have PLENTY of time.

I'm really excited for college though. I got into WPI and Northeastern, and those are the two main ones that I want to go to. I'm still waiting to hear back from Syracuse. I plan on majoring in Chemical Engineering and minoring in Math and Biochem. Let's not count on it though. People change their majors like crazy.

I really like WPI for a lot of reasons, they have a great study-abroad program, and the people there really WANT to be there. They have a good grading system. You either get an A, B, or C, or it doesn't record and you retake it. But that's the thing is it doesn't show up on your transcript. It's cool that the people there really want you to succeed. The thing I'm worried about is that there may not be a lot of gay life. I need to make sure that I have access to a support system wherever I go.

As far as NEU goes, their Co-Op program scares me a little bit. I don't like the idea of having to work 40 hours a week for 6 months and then go to school for 6 months and go on and on like that for 5 years. It just seems like too much. Maybe I'll be ready for it once it happens. Who knows.

Wherever I go, I hope I go where I'll be the happiest and best I can be.