... your's are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen....
So the new room and new room mate situation is FOR SURE a better living situation. I get help with my math and the expect nothing in return (especially since it's 096, and her boyfriend is in differential equations) but I try to treat them well. My room mate's name is Krystle, and her boyfriend is Robert. She likes that I don't give a shit if they wrestle around, do homework, give them private time to fuck or have him sleep over. Doesn't hurt me.
Tomorrow Krystle is going to show me where the mall is. I have to find a white dress, or something that looks like a nurse's uniform for Sadie Hawkin's dance at Granite Bay High School - which I haven't attended in two years. So that will be interesting. I've lost like 6 sizes and I've gained a lot more confidence about how I look. I've always been cute, but now I'm in better shape. People will be excited to see me; I helped a ton of people out with school work and projects. It'll be interesting. I'll enjoy being able to tell people I'm going to college, I'm a CNA and a HHA, and I'm all better. Seeing friends that didn't stick by me while I was sick isn't gonna be fun, but I'm not gonna let it bring me down. Anyways, shopping with Krystle will be interesting, she falls in the jock category.
Today I did 6 sections of math homework. 2.9, 3.1, 3.2, 3.3, 3.4, and 3.5. Hopefully this will catch me up to the class. There is a math quiz on Tuesday on 2.9. Hopefully I'll start getting better marks. I'm doing awesome in English, tomorrow I'll finish editting my paper, I'm doing so-so in Psychology. I must not be studying the right stuff in the chapter. I make note cards, etc, but I always panic. In math... it's the way he presents problems. He types the problems up, and they are misleading. And his English speaking skills are in need of improvement. As for Contemporary Moral Issues... I have no fucking clue. I panicked on that test too. So at least I'm keeping up and not sinking and drowning in homework.
Today I also finished the essay for the scholarship from my dad's work. It's basically guranteed and worth $2,500. So... that pretty much rocks.
This weekend I was suppose to spend with Shawn hanging out and watching Band of Brothers. But he never called or texted me back. :\ Oh well, at least I was productive.
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