I decided this weekend would be a great time to get the heck away from the school atmosphere and visit my cousin in New Jersey. I know, I know. Not the greatest location, but the company is fantastic. My cousin and her boyfriend are supremely wonderful people. Kate and Craig always welcome me into their house with open arms, and I couldn't be more grateful. I desperately called her upset on Tuesday and she said this weekend would be perfect. On top of that, next Thursday (no classes--WHOOOOO) I'm coming back down here for a night, and then Friday Kate and I are driving up to Connecticut to see her parents (my aunt and uncle) for Easter. Two weekends away from New Paltz used to make me fidget with wonder as to what was going on in my absence. No offense to friends, but I needed to get away. The bullshit in my life (from classes, friends, boys, etc) was building to an unnecessary level and I needed a break. Two breaks, I guess. The weekend after Easter I might be going camping, too. (Leah, be happy!) So, that might be three whole weekends to relax and unwind.

This weekend I've been reading. Reading is something that I actually love to do. Leisure, I mean. I can't stand reading for class. Anyway, Kate took me to Barnes & Noble yesterday and I got two books. One of them was by the author of Speak, which was a great read. I finished that book last night and managed to get asleep before 2 AM. That was very productive, I think. The book was over 200 pages; not bad. 

Yesterday in a panic to get to the bus station on time, I leapt out of my taxi and raced to the trunk and broke my thumbnail. Up until today for the past 3 weeks I've had tips on them, and the tip broke right off when it got jammed on the trunk. I was very pissed, but today Kate took me and I got my nails fixed. I got the tips removed (and I was full of remose), but it had to be done. Now that my nails are super brittle, I got a regular manicure and the nice Asian lady (lol, Scott) put on a hardener along with the most gorgeous pink/orange polish I've ever seen. In fact, when I got home from the nail salon I looked up the polish online and bought the pink one along with five other stellar colors. I can't wait; they should be in the mail soon. 

As for the rest of the weekend, RELAXRELAXRELAX. I woke up at 11:45 this morning after going to bed before 2, so I got at least 10 hours of sleep, and it really helps out. I can't really function at top par when I get six hours, but I somehow survive. If I wanted to get 10 hours of sleep before classes, I'd have to go to bed at like, 10. That hasn't happened since senior year, so...I'll make due with what I can. 

It's been a good weekend.  

 Goodness. When I said that Thursday would piss me off, I was right. That was such a lame day, but I'm glad it's over. All in all, I guess it could've gone waaaay worse. I had two tests and I think that I did terrible on both of them; lets hope that I'm wrong. Even if I did do badly, I don't think (yet) that I'm in danger of failing or anything. I just hate doing badly. It makes me feel like I'm insulting a professor. I have NO idea why I didn't study/study more. That was a poor choice. 

Other than the two tests, my mom got a new job. I am so excited for her. We were just about to be in a financial pickle when the economic gods parted their ways and let my mom have a job. It's better than her old one, and the salary is better, too. That means she can now pick up the slack for the months when she wasn't employed, and once that's over, we'll have more income. I'm excited about this, because it means I might be back in the running for studying abroad next spring. The most important thing is that my mom is happy. She got a great offer and was able to take it. The best part is that she can work from home. That means more time with my sister, and more time with ME when I'm home, which is next week! I'm so ecstatic that she'll be at home. I hated when she'd leave before I woke up and come home waaay late at night. It's a good situation overall. 

I'm so excited for spring break. Just being able to go home, see my home friends, and not worry about school for an entire eight days? Pure deliciousness.

Ugh. Time to wind down and begin the dread that is this week. 

Things in my life finally seem to be settling down and generally improving. Spring break is getting nearer and nearer and all I want is to be home hugging my mom, stepdad, and sister. The only problem is next week. I really hope I can get through it; there's no real reason as to why I couldn't...I have the endurance, I just need the motivation. I feel like tomorrow is going to piss me off because of the numerous tests/classes/papers due, but if I could just get to next Friday...I'd be set and literally home free. Wish me luck!  

 Happy news: my sickness seems to be coming to a close. God, what a rough week, and it's all because of this. I swear, this week alone wouldn't have been any different than the other weeks (same amount of rape and more) but because I'm sick, I felt so helpless. I cried twice (record for me), nearly lost control of all six of my classes, and didn't do so hot on the four tests in two days. Luckily, I got a 55/50 on my monologue that I bitched about in Radio/TV. That goes to show that I did learn something in high school theater, even though I wanted nothing to do with it later in my life. 

The weekend was a nice release, starting with Saturday. Friday was nice; Leah's sister came to visit (Jessica is SO much fun), but I didn't really enjoy myself to my full potential that day since I was sick to the max. Friday I woke up with an itchy, hacking cough that was basically useless. It wasn't moving any mucus, and it just blew. That night we watched Disturbia, which was great, but other than that, the night totally sucked. I couldn't sleep, in fact, I don't remember EVER being asleep that night, which is weird. Earlier Friday night, Dave and I were talking about how the night before he hadn't slept until daybreak, and I was informing him of how I hate the realm between awake and asleep- it's where I'm at my most miserable. I just love sleeping, and I feel like the "realm" is such a sucky place to be. Sure enough, for fear of waking up Vagie and her sister, I tried to suppress the annoying cough, which only made it worse. In fact, at one point, I went to the common room, and I thought I was asleep for an hour or so, but it had only been 10 whole fucking minutes. That made me decide to proposition Jeremy to take me to the doctor, which he did on Saturday morning.

I woke up really early on Saturday due to my roommate(s) stirring, and I was happy because it was a BEAUTIFUL day. Jeremy picked me up at noon and I was in and out of the walk-in clinic by one. The nice lady who saved my life in October gave me some Mucinex and Allegra, and the two seem to be working wonders. The cough is still present, but I got a good night's sleep last night because of it. Anyway, after the doctor, Jeremy and I shared a nice meal at the local diner, which was nice- I didn't have to suffer through Hasbrouck for a day. After Hasbrouck, we went on a drive for a bit, and then I was returned to my dorm. Then, I got a text from Dave saying that it was time to go to Stop & Shop since I requested to do so the day before. Me, Dave, Steve, Adrie, and Nick walked through town (which I've started to like doing) and we went to Blockbuster. We first walked through glancing at all the vids and games, and then we started reminiscing a bit about movies we had watched or want to watch. It was nice. Afterward, we made it to the grocery store where we all ran separate ways to get things. It was in the Easter aisle that I discovered that Hershey's has finally come through for me in ways I never thought possible: THEY CREATED A COCONUT CREME KISS! I bought a bag and died as soon as I tasted the first one. The bag's almost empty, and I've had it for a little over a day. 

After the grocery store, Vagie and I had a little nap together and then I got ready because the whole lot of us was going to see Taken at 9:55. Beforehand, we left at 7 to peruse the mall a bit, and I had a good time cracking jokes with the boys in Target. Dave and Rob even found these disgustingly creepy baby dolls that moved when Dave took pictures of them. It was totally creeptacular. In addition to that, we ended up indeed seeing Taken, which was incredible. It was mind-blowing. Liam Neeson is the new Chuck Norris. I swear. So many jokes were made, and the ride back was hysterical. Once we got back to Deyo, I went up to the boys' suite and more hilarity ensued, as it usually does. I received (yet again) many an Eiffel Tower, many a joke whore joke, etc. I came down and hung out with dearest Vagie before we went to bed, and I got a full 9  hours of sleep. I woke up a little early to realize that it had been snowing for a while. I was dismayed because I can't stop thinking about the one day a few weeks ago that was 50 degrees. I'm longing for warmer weather. I'm starting to really love spring, and that's what makes it even more unbearable to wait for. I love the warm (but not scalding) sunlight as it washes over me & gives me a slight tan above all my pale friends. ;-)

After a long day of homework and other random activities, I had a great weekend. It was a nice ending to a horrific week of illness and tests. I'm looking forward to this week even though I have a test on Thursday, but I'm hopeful that lack of sickness will motivate me to study since I actually like my Media & Society course. 

Here's some good quotes from the weekend:
Me: (to Dave, while putting on his seatbelt) "PUT IT IN!!!"
Dave: "Well, I would if you would just guide me now and then instead of having to stab around in the dark!"

(During the movie) Liam's character: "Now is NOT the time for dick-measuring, Stewart!" 

(On Liam Neeson) Jesse: "Jesus Christ he was a lion, get in the car!"

Dave: "IT'S MY LUCK, FLACCID!"

(Oh, by the way, Scott was gone for most of Friday and most of Saturday, which meant that he couldn't come to enjoy the antics. He came back on Saturday night & I was overjoyed to find that he brought a new gaming system- the Sega DreamCast, which means new games to learn & love). 

(While playing DoA) Scott: "I'm OLD and in PAJAMAS!!!"

Me: "Damn, I burnt my tongue earlier and it's itchy."
Dave: "Yeah, sorry...my dick was really hot earlier." 

God, I just love my friends. =) 

I'd rate this weekend at about a 9, only because of the shitty cough and the fact that I haven't done an Italian assignment (and don't plan on it).

Here's to a good week! 

So today's been less Hell-like than I thought it would be. Rising from the dead this morning was quite a feat, but I'm so glad I persevered and made it through the roughest part of my day- the first three classes (which are in a row). 

I took some quiz in Media and Society and probably failed or got a low grade, oh well. We were presented with an extra credit assignment that allows me to combine two classes- Media & Society and Italian Cinema. I get to write a paper on Cabiria, which is a silent movie we watched in Cinema, and I'll get extra credit since it's a silent film. Less work for me, since I've already seen the movie. Secondly, in the middle of Media & Society, this girl who was on her black Macbook minimized the Word document she was working on and that revealed her background- EDWARD CULLEN. I giggled to myself for a while.

Skipping the other nonsense, I ran into one of my friends on the way back from classes. He's sick too, but I can bet that I'm feeling worse. And to top it off, his Thursday isn't nearly as tiring as mine, so he can just step off right there. What annoyed me the most is that even though we're both sick with the same illness, he was a TOTAL JERK to me when I waved and tried to make conversation. He looked annoyed that I was even trying to give a shit, and that made me feel bad. 

Moral of this? Edward Cullen backgrounds are hilarious, and just because you're sick doesn't entitle you to be a total dick.  

 Oh, yeah. I went there...

I'm sick. Seriously. I fucking hate it. There's nothing more to say. 

So, I honestly have no idea where my life is headed right now.

Let me just get that out immediately. I really don't know. Things are weird with the economy, I don't have a job, my relationship life is more confusing than ever, and classes are killing me. The most nonsensical part of all this? 

I don't care. I don't.

I'm actually fine with the way things are going. I'm leaving my pores open to change & I'm just going to sit and see what happens with that. I assume this the part where I actually take Ricardo's advice? Hmm. Interesting.  

 A haiku to describe my weekend so far:
Went to New Jersey
My dad took me to a bar
Then he drove home drunk


GET ME OUT OF HERE. 

Heath Ledger is dead
Dark Knight was a good movie
Why so serious? 

 What a crazy conundrum I'm dealing with these days. Too many people, too many feelings, I'm so confused in it all; honestly. At this point, hell.fucking.yes I'm counting down until Spring Break. I need to get the fuck away from these feelings, and I need to get back to my family. I need to get back to my Thomas, my Mark, my Caitland, etc. I need those people. Those people have nothing to do with these ridiculous feelings of lust and they aren't confusing me in the least. Winter break was great, I didn't want to leave. I really didn't. That only meant the inevitable: I'd just want to be back. This is how it always goes. I'm finding that I'm never truly happy in one place, and that's getting a bit annoying. I can't take the stir-crazy after ONE full week of classes.

Side note: I fucking hate Thursday(s). 

Everyday that I'm not with my sister, I feel like I'm losing a part of my soul. We really connected this break, if you can understand connecting with an eight-year old. I think she's almost finished with the phase where she gets mad at me left and right, and is learning to embrace the time we have together. Well, at least, that's what I'm finding myself doing. I miss her so much. Hearing her voice sends me to the moon, and it makes me feel like everything else in the world, be in a Thursday, can't phase me in the least, as long as my sister says, "I love you, Kellie." It's the best.

I need home.