Well well, where do I begin... First off today is a good day, only one class. Makes things go by faster. I'm not so sure if that is good though considering I have to write a speech and a paper and study for a test...along with everything else. System overload for sure. I will try not to think about it.
Well I guess I will start with where I left off...which was last week sometime I beleive. The weekend was good, I had a lot of fun. Friday night we partied and Saturday morning was a little sad because my great buddy and lord of the forks had a roommate issue. Which is why I have decided her roommate is going to be quarentined on to a deserted island, and will have a monthy plane fly by and drop of spam and V8 juice. Along with scratchy blankets and a wooden toothbrush. And NO sunscreen. HA! That will show her. That sounds completely awful to me. And on her birthday she will get a gift card to Hobby Lobby, which would be just as awful. But the worst part she can't even spend it because she will be banished on a lone island.
On a lighter note we had two dance parties on Saturday, one for the duration of about three hours and one later for about two. That is FIVE hours of dancing in one day. So sweet. There was also a tour going on. So picture this, you are on a tour of the dorms possibly looking to come here next year, and you walk by a room that is blaring spice girls (or maybe it was Hanson at the time) and you see one girl with braids in a cowboy hat, one with her hair in a little bun on the side of her head, one with a bright orange trucker hat that says "L-Train", one holding a fake piece of bread and a side pony tail, and one with a tennis racquet and a side pony tail as well. O, and they are all screaming to the music. What would you think? I would be very excited to come here next year no doubt about it. Aside from this school's highly valued academic value, it is festive and entertaining. And everyone likes to join the festivities, no doubt about that.
The week started off with a slow, grumpy start on my part. The first three words to start the week off on a dark Monday morning, were "no", "i don't wanna" and "god damnit". I knew it was going to be a promising week. But once I acutally got my ass to practice that day, I came to find out we were just doing drills. Even though they were the most hated and dispised stroke in swimming... breastroke, to my surprise I ended up demonstrating. I will explain why. There is word going around (official word) that the breastroke is going to have some modifications made to it because of the controversy at the Olympics just this past summer. The modification would be to add one big dolphin kick during the underwater pull. So while we were practicing my coach noticed that I did it right and had me show the rest of the team. Little did he know that I have been doing it like that for years (maybe part of why I got DQed in Hawaii) and I would not move anywhere with out the butterfly kick. So who ever said cheating didn't pay off? Because I came to realize my years of it finally did.
Speaking of practice, today the workout was way too hard. Warm up and then... BREAKFAST! I could barely handle it.
Red letter week you might say? O wait there's more. No speech class today, no creative writing tomorrow (and I might just give myself the day off in psych as well), no practice on Friday. That is red letter if I ever heard it. BUT I have so much homework, I could fill all of my time with it. So it sorta cancels out. O well, I still think that's pretty sweet.
I have currently changed my mind about naps. Before I thought they were a waste of time, for the weak and unworthy. But now I think they are a very effective way to spend one's time as they regain their energy and strength. In fact my bed is looking pretty inviting right now...
So on that note I will be going, to where the wind blows me. But I would like to add a few more things...perhaps a count down is in order:
Laundry days left: 0
Dryland days left: 3
Swimming days left: 6ish
School days left: 10
Days left in FoCo: 13
Sounds pretty damn good to me. It's all kinda bitter sweet, mostly sweet, but days left here in Fort Collins makes me sad. I'm going to miss people a lot, luckily most of the people I will truly miss I will be seeing this summer and/or living with next year! K time to lay down before snagel bagel kills me. G'bye.
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