So I went to the ballroom dancing thing, and it was so boring. I arrive and the place only accepts cash, so I gotta run across the street to the winndixie and get cash. since I'm a student, I only had to pay 5 dollars, wooh.

so they start with a mixer, which is where the guys day and the girls form a line and we pass dancers one at a time and then get in line again and that way everyone gets to dance. Then I sit down because the people who bought a host get to dance now with the host, and if you have your own partner go ahead and join.

...

So... out of the ten or so guys that were there (most of them in their fifties), three of them (under forty) were hosts and I had to pay ten dollars earlier to even get to dance with them, and the others all came with their wives.

So for the next hour I sat there while some old woman drinking HEAVILY tried to chat me up. Gawd, she stank so bad. And she kept wanting to lean in real close to talk, so I kept getting this nasty, liquored up breath in my nose. gawd it was awful.

Finally at 9 o'clock I saw my teacher from the ballroom dancing class who suggested this place and went to talk to her and told her how bored I was. She asked if any of the other students showed up and I said no, just me. And then I told her I looked forward to class in Thursday, at least that's generally fun, and then said goodbye and left.

I'm so glad I only paid five dollars but even THAT felt like a rip off.

So now all I want to do is dance with someone and there's no where around like that, so I'm totally regretting now having a boyfriend again (lame). So I'm just going to post nudie pics now, then curl up and eat some chocolate and recover from the last bit of my cold.

I wasn't GOING to go to the ballroom thing, but like last time, I'm changing my mind again (I'm SUCH a good woman). I still have a bit of a cough, but my breathing has cleared up and I feel semi-human. So I figure I'll go, try it out, and if it doesn't work then I can just leave. This way at least I tried.

I haven't gone to one of those before, hopefully it'll be fun. I keep having a horrible image in my head of me showing up and going through what happened in the last class T-T tons of guys not wanting to dance with me. *horror* but maybe I'll luck out. Maybe it'll be a blast.

*le nervous sigh*

Anywho, that's at 8. So I just gotta chill for about an hour and a half or so. I should really try to finish my short story, but SO not in the mood to really think right now. So I'm just going to throw in Alien v. Predator and lounge while I wait for my hair to dry.

I asked Ash if I can come over next weekend and she said yes, so yey! Something to look forward to =3

Well, I'm feeling better, but only by a little. I stayed up until 10 last night working on a picture [url]http://digoree.deviantart.com/art/Beach-Day-137466456[/url], and it took up most the afternoon, which was good. I was ready for bed at 3, but was able to stay up working on that, and I watched Fiddler on the Roof, which was good.

This morning all I've got is a really stuffy nose and a little general please-don't-touch-me achyness. So I figure once I'm actually awake a bit more I'll go to ihop with my religions book and read all the text I've been avoiding, then go to the store and get some bread and soups. I found a can of tomatoe soup last night and heated it up, so that was my meal.

There's a ballroom dance tonight at a local ballroom place, and I REALLY want to go because I've never been to one, but considering I can't breathe much I may pass. I don't know. I know there will be others, but I was REALLY looking forward to it too. =/

I'm home sick, and sick in general. And I'm hungry but have no energy to put anything together.

*Curls up in bed and wishes she had her mommy*

I went ahead to dance =/ haha, lame me

It wasn't too bad and some girls dropped out and new guys showed up, so we were actually even for once, so no one had to wait to dance, which was nice. I was able to get through it okay, except there was some guy that was too cool to dance with me, which kinda irritated me/hurt my feelings. we were dancing the tango and had to trade partners, so I walked up to him and he holds up his hands going on with 'oh no, no, I'm bad at this, you should dance with someone better.'

"Really I don't mind. it's cool..."

'No, no...'

Then one of the girls from spirit club who I generally can't stand anyway, because every time I see a guy I hint at liking she flirts and gets all up in his business, just hops in front of me and says: "OKAY!"

So...gee, thanks?

Anywho. Now it's time for a sammich and reading for religion and then sleepy and then school tomorrow. And after that, nothing =3 Though I might go to a ballroom dancing night at a local dance place this saturday. Anyone wanna come with?

So last night I was feeling really lousy. So when I got back from dinner with Nicole I just curled up in bed with some hot tea and watched Alien v. Predator (one of my favorite movies =3 though I always hate when Scar dies. He and Lex TOTALLY should've ended up together!! RRRR!)

Dad called and we talked for a bit and he asked me how I was doing and I told him I wasn't feeling too good, and he told me that he really wanted me to go to the walk in clinic and get a check up, considering the swine flu going around, etc. etc. So I agree just because he did sound really worried.

After that it was around 9 o'clock and I figured I'd go ahead to bed. Then the suitemates had their tv on quite loud and I could hear Sarah laughing. *Sigh* So i got up and got dressed again and quietly closed their door for them, and went to sleep finally. Woke up again at 12 to the sound of Sarah laughing and talking REALLY loud. *sigh* so i got up and got dressed against and opened my door and saw theirs was wide open and Sarah's on Skype talking super loud. Nicky looked up and me and looked confused.

Well... I'm half asleep, so I start signing to her that I'm trying to sleep and she just looks MORE confused. Then Sarah looks up and I go 'shh,' and then close their door for them again. Then I went to sleep.

This morning my throat hurt less but I was more stuffed up and I'm totally exhausted still. I saw Nicky and apologized for signing to her, I totally wasn't in my right mind last night and she said it was cool. She told me she was irritated with Sarah anyway, because apparently Sarah was up until 3 in the morning talking loudly on Skype and Nicky was trying to sleep. All I can say is: "Glad she's not my roommate."

I went to the doctor and he says it's not swine flu, which I figured it wasn't, but dad'll be glad to know. Doctor gave me a perscrip for some antibiotics, so right now I'm just curled up in bed watching family guy wondering if I should go to ballroom dancing or not. I love that class SO much, I hate to skip, especially with how much fun it was last night, but I am sick and I don't know if I should go around breathing on and dancing close to people. My nose is all runny and it wears me out just walking up the stairs to get to my room. So doing the cha-cha and tango and salsa may not be easily achieved.

*Sighs*

Laaaaaame. ._.

I dun feel good. I woke up with a sore throat and I'm really tired. I'm scared maybe I'm catching a cold. *le sigh*

*Curls up in bed*

So I'm sitting in my room working on my novel and I suddenly hear my suitemates screaming. Not just 'teehee' screaming but really SCREAMING. So I get up and run to see what's going on and Nicky is pressing against the wall and Sarah's up on the counter and they're both screaming and I look to see what it is and it's a HUGE FUCKING ASS SPIDER! Fucking seriously at least an inch and a half long. So I start screaming too because I'm TERRIFIED of spider. So we all back up more and finally Sarah grabs the garbage can and throws it over the spider.

we calm down and try to figure out what the hell we're going to do about this, because none of us wanna touch it. Anyway, Nicole goes to see if our R.A. will do it and in the meantime Sarah and I throw back the garbage can deciding we want pictures first. So we throw it back and it's all curled up. and I'm thinking 'wow, must've died from shock or something.' So just to be sure Sarah crushes it a time or two with the bottom of the garbage can and we both move in to take a picture and Nicky comes back saying the R.A. wont touch it either. So Sarah and I are leaned in for a picture, snap pictures, and suddenly it starts fucking MOVING again!

So we all scream like we're in a horror movie and Sarah's back up on the counter and I'm out in the hall again with Nicky and it's moving around again, then stops. Nicky grabs some febreeze, sprays it with it with it and Sarah drips some liquid soap and I spray it with hairspray and it stops moving and curls up again.

Deep breath. Okay.

So we're figuring out ways to pick it up and Nicky finally mans up and decides she'll do it. so she's wakling over to pick it up and it MOVES AGAIN!!!!

So we SCREAM like we really are in a fucking horror movie because this xxxxx just WILL NOT FUCKING DIE!! So Sarah's up on the counter and Nicky and I are in the hall and a girl comes running into our room worried about us. She says not to worry, she was a camp councilor and she's done this all the time. She goes and gets a flip flop and we throw wads of toilet paper over it and she hits it, picks up and throws it in the toilet.

Deep breath. Hopeful, God please, that's the end of it. now I'm shaking like a leaf and terrified of my damn bedroom X.x

Is kicking my ass. I started the Antichrist idea, then realized that there was no way I was going to be fitting it into fifteen-twenty pages. So I tried another idea, which was fun, until I realized all the characters i had just added too much length to the story. So I took out a chari. still too long. Took out another chari. Too long. Took out another, putting it down to basically a main character and two supporting characters.

still just not working

*sigh*

So I'm trying a new idea, that's either going to go lean on supernatural or not, I'm not sure which, but I'm hoping to work on a supernatural element since the teacher gave me permission and I might as well put it to good use, but *sigh* dunno. The basic rough draft is due next Monday and my copy will be due Oct. 14 for the entire class. I hope I can at least get this thing done. It's killing me x.x this is going on the tenth time of rewriting a short story. This is why I don't write short stories x.x

THIS is why I don't like passing out my number and shit. So there's this guy on campus that was pretty okay last semester, but he KEPT bugging me to hang out, and I never wanted to because I'm not an 'out' person often and I like being alone to write and read and shit. He eventually got the 'not interested' hint.

Well this year we met up again and talked some and he got back into the swing of texting me...constantly. Now, I'm taking 18 credit hours and most of the classes require lots of reading and writing. LOTS. So when I'm done with that shit, generally I just want to breath and close my eyes, maybe curl up with a cup of coffee do some of my own mindless shit. And oh-yeah, I just don't want to hang out with this guy!

So he starts texting me alllll the time asking if I wanna hang and I keep saying 'no, I don't. I'm busy with school work' and I generally AM! So two nights ago he's texting me and asks if I want to hang and I say: "Can't. I'm writing a paper."

"Oh...what for?"

"Religion."

"How long?"

"Enough pages. It's a response to something we read."

"Ah. Wanna hang after you finish?"

It's already 9 at night, I generally go off to bed around 10 or 11 and I was already mentally exhausted from the day, so I told him so, that I'm going to bed after.

"Wow, at 9? That's really early."

So? Just because I don't stay up until the fucking butt-crack of dawn like you still doesn't mean I'm lying about it >.<

Then today he's bugging me and asking if I want to hang and I say no, I've got reading to do, which I DO. That, and I have some writing I want to get done.

"How many classes are you taking that you have this much work? All 400 levels?"

DOES IT MATTER?! Just take 'no' and fucking accept it! For Christ's sake, I DON'T WANT TO HANG OUT WITH YOU ASSWIPE!

THIS is why I don't generally give out my number anymore and my reaction to these annoying cocksuckers is why I generally don't see me getting marred! *Flail*

ARGH!