sleeping is for losers

it's past four in the morning, and i have to be up around 7:30 to get ready for noelle's graduation tomorrow. well, later on today. graduation ceremonies are torture. i hate them. it's outdoors, so it's going to be hot. and crowded. and parking is going to be a bitch. then i have to sit through a bunch of obnoxious speeches by "important" education people. then i have to sit around and wait while she bids farewell to hundreds of people. then i finally get to come back home and go back to bed... and then i have to repeat all this shit on sunday, except this time with the added inconvenience of driving to los angeles, and then having to wear some goofy ass outfit (the robe is ok, but that hat and that big gold braid need to bounce) and yeah. graduating is fine, but the ceremony is awful.

it was nice, but weird, having the day off today. it's so strange not having the guilt of what i "should" be doing looming over me. there's always something i should be reading or writing or studying, but nope. not anymore. and no work, either. i kind of didn't know what to do with myself. but it worked out. peek profited from my need to be doing something constantly because i took her on many adventures. then i rented grey's anatomy season 1... which was a mistake because now i want nothing more than to just stay up all night and watch it. it's so addictive.

i got my comm 130 final grade: 28/30. that score of 28... there's no way i always just miss two questions. there's no way that for 6 professor kelly tests, i got the same exact score. he's just fucking with me. but whatever, i got my A. unfortunately, i think that's the end of my As for this quarter. i don't know what to expect from my von blum paper (they're mysterious... i'm expecting a B but who knows.) and i think i'm getting a B in Comm 10. which is hilarious. first of all, i've never gotten a B before. I've had one B+, but never a plain B. it's funny because Comm 10 is the basic comm class that you're supposed to take at the beginning. that class was seriously the biggest pain in the ass ever. fucking EVER. i threw many tantrums just at the thought of what i had to go through. going to class was torture. probably worse than going to graduation ceremonies. but it's over, whatever. i look forward to a time that i won't have to obsess about grades any longer. i just can't help it. i can't settle for a B and think it's good when i KNOW there's something better out there. i'm done with this.

trent tickets go on sale tomorrow :) i'm excited.

oh, and i want to find a big version of this picture:



but it's nowhere. i actually found this one on accident, looking up "paul banks." hmmm... is he in the picture? i don't know. i just know jack white is, in very tight trunks, and therefore i must find the larger picture.

k bye.