Today- while I should have been doing the studying bit-- I stopped to make some spirit hair ribbons for tonight's competition. My psych. test-- it wasn't so bad. I don't know?? At least a B. I'm hoping for an A. Tomorrow I should get back my Anatomy and Physiology exam. That's the one I can't wait to get back!! I'm really dying to see how I did. I have a big exam in Lab this Friday. This is like- little test week for Cris. School is 'okay' this semester. Usually I meet all kinds of cool, chatty people. So far- the best group of people are in Lab. I really get along with a lot of people in there. In A&P lecture- i do talk to the semi-weird girl next to me. She really doesn't talk much-- where I'm the opposite and talk to everyone/anyone! So that's not too bad. I use to joke with Larry and tell him about cute college guy that would always sit next to me. hmmm- some young hoe stole that seat! I call him kayak boy. He had a kayak on his eco-friendly car one morning... and dresses like he's right out of a REI or EMS catalogue. Okay by me! Just because I'm old enough to almost be his mom- i can still think he's cute, right??? I'm not going to get all Demi Moore on his ass or anything. My Psych. class- -that's just a whole different story! We're in groups-- don't ask. it's retarded. The people are kind-of anti-friendly. Granted, I'm so not close to being the oldest one in there-- but i still feel all old and stuff. There is the most annoying girl in that class. She really thinks she's something though. It's like: sweetheart-- this is college, night class, NOT a club- and really you should maybe give up french fries and pizza.. because you may :think: you look good in that little club shirt but ahh--- oh well:/ It's not so much HOW she looks that's annoying-- it's HOW she acts!!! She's just way too outspoken, rude, annoying, shutthefuckup.
I really have nothing worthwhile to write about. Sorry. My world is spinning around my kids right now and trying to do well in school. I feel like working on the new place has taken a back seat, which sucks. I don't have the energy to get over there. I have so much going on here. Larry's mom is not doing well- at all. Since he has left her bedside, she has greatly declined. They want to send her home and have hospices care for her. I never thought, in a million years, I'd have to plan a funeral with my husband at our ages of 38 and 37. Isn't this something you do when you're old? Friday is our 16 year anniversary.
