September 29

I'm gonna be TWENTY YEARS OLD soon!!! That's so freaking crazy! Like... really soon. See:

October 10 - MY BIRTHDAY!!!
October 9 - 1 day.
October 8 - 2 days.
October 7 - 3 days.
October 6 - 4 days.
October 5 - 5 days. (and my friend James's birthday, and my almost step-sister Courtney's birthday)
October 4 - 6 days.
October 3 - 7 days.
October 2 - 8 days.
October 1 - 9 days.
September 30 - 10 days.
September 29 - 11 days.

I really shouldn't even count today, seeing as it'll be tomorrow in about 45 minutes.... so I'm going to be 20 in 10 days. Oh. My. God. I'm going to be old. Haha. I'm happy I'll be home for my birthday though. :) I get home around 9 at night on the 7th and then leave to go back to school around noon-ish on the 11th. So I'll be home all day the 8th, 9th, and 10th, and then the morning of the 11th. So I'll be home for my birthday. Which is good.

There was a meeting for people who were just admitted into the Childhood / Early Childhood Education program here at school tonight. It wasn't mandatory, but I still figured it'd be a good idea to go to it. Guess who was the only person who showed up (aside from 2 of the people from the Ed. department)? Yeahhhh if you guessed me (which you should), you're right.

Whatever though, I learned a lot of really good things which will be important. So everyone else missed out on a great opportunity. Their loss.

One of the two people there from the Ed. department is my advisor, so I talked to her about my classes. (Physics is ok. Lab is kinda fun. History is boring, but not that difficult. Psych is easy because I already took that class. I'm having a lot of trouble with art.)

I talked to her about possibly taking my art class S/U (satisfactory/unsatisfactory, which is the same as pass/fail). I think I might do that, because if I get good grades in all my other classes, and a bad grade in art, that bad grade is really going to pull me down and hurt my average a lot. Whereas if I take it S/U, it won't affect my GPA at the end of the semester at all. I could withdraw from it, but then I'd have a W on my transcript, which really doesn't look too good... and I need the credit anyway, so I'd just have to take it again another semester. If I take it S/U, I still get the credit, and all that matters is I have to just pass the class. You don't get an actual grade for it, you either pass or fail. And if I pass, I get the credit and don't have to take it again. And no one has to know I'll be taking it S/U. I'll know, my advisor will know, and Records & Registration will know. But no one else (no, not even the teacher) has to know.

And then for my Psych class, I do already have credit for it here because of taking it at the community college. I could either withdraw from it and have a W on my transcript. Or I could take it and get an easy 4.0. Easy choice. I'll stay in and get the easy A.

I have allergies that SERIOUSLY get the best of me this time of year. I can't breathe through my nose, which pretty much really totally sucks. Or, like, you know how sometimes you can only breathe out of one side of your nose? Yeah. It's no fun. :( I started losing my voice yesterday, and then when I woke up this morning, I had no voice AT ALL. I got it back as the day went on, but I'm still all raspy sounding. A couple people on my floor lost their voices for a day or a couple days, and I guess it's mostly because the air is dry and because of all the dust and everything from the construction they're doing here at the school.

My history class has 2 midterms. The first is due tomorrow, and the second is due later in the year - November 1st. I turned mine in today; hopefully I did good on it. I've been getting mostly 70's on the quizzes in that class, but mid-80's on the primary source assignments. I always have one class where my goal is a B, and that's this class this semester. Just a B, that's all I'm hoping for. An A would be a HUGE (and very nice, not gonna lie.. haha) surprise, but I'll be happy with a B. I know I can get an A in physics, lab, and psych.

There's drunk people outside my window right now. They're yelling. And swearing a lot. And I'm just sitting here like it's quiet hours.... I hope they get in troubleee!! I don't actually know if they're drunk, but they're just yelling a lot and being really loud. Like.. I'm up on the 6th floor. And I hear them. My window's open because it's hot in the dorm rooms at night. Like.. uncomfortably hot sometimes. I sleep on top of my blankets because it's too warm to sleep under them.

But anyway.

I took NyQuil to try to make it so I could breatheeeeeeeee to fall asleep. It hasn't really helped any, but I'm SO tired. Gonna crash now. Good night! :)

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