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So this week I have not only been a slacker blogger but Ive been a stacker student, friend, ra, and student athlete.... and here is why.

Monday (4/4)....
Welcome to my hell week. I knew starting this week that I was going to have a bad week. The night before S explains to me that his sister is in the hosipital having seizures. He tells me the whole story and seems so calm and relaxed about it. That is what I admire about him, his ability to stay calm when the normal person would be freaking out amazes me. Anyway, needless to say the studying that i needed to get done wasnt going to happen and on top of everything going on S explains to me that I dont know or understand the relationship between him and I and well that just lead to lots of tears. We talked and cuddled and I cried and cried for hours. We fell asleep at 4:30 having resolved nothing and me not having studied for my looming lab practicle. After getting 4 hours of sleep I then got up and started cramming for my exam. At 11 I walked into the exam knowing I was going to fail, and once the exam was passed out my mind blanked and panic set in. After handing in the exam and figuring that i have no hope in passing my teacher gave me a lecture about being proud and not to be afraid to ask for help, especially when things happen unexpectedly. She also informed me that even if you put something off its still okay to admit that yes your planning sucked but in the end ou cant control the events around you. Needless to say she told me that I should have asked her if I could take it later and gone back to bed, but me being me, thats not my style.

Tuesday
After envitably bombing my lab practicle tuesday couldnt get any worse, or could it? My 8:00 am class was short and sweet, pt was productive and I got to be offically off crutches, class again at one which ment cramming information in before our lecture exam on thursday. Thankfully a girl in my class had the balls enough to ask the professor if we could start the lecture on the leg on thursday and take the test after the weekend. I dont think I have prayed so much in a time period. After what felt like ages she agreed and did us one better. She said seeing as our week sucked so much that we could have thursday off and take the exam on tuesday. Thank god cause I was not ready for that exam. After the exam B and I went to my home town to pay the deposit on the cupcakes for gala. I had the school credit card so I could buy the cupcakes in full but heres the kicker... they dont take credit cards. So after calling my boss and freaking out I withdrew 50$ from my bank account to place a deposit on the cupcakes that I would then need to pick up on friday at 3:00.  Next up spanish, inwhich the teacher made me feel stupid. After that we needed to make a banner for wacky wildcat challenge and did anyone get paper... noooooo. Our bosses were pissed but in the end it all worked out and our banner looked bbbaaannnggggin.

Wednesday
And let the true definition of hell week begin. After finishing my topic paragraph for jarvis and going to class the fun begins.  The Marcia H. Conrad award ceremony, with yours truely as one of the master of ceremonies for the event. I knew I was getting at least one award but I walked out with three awards and to top it off I got to go to dinner with my brother and my dad. After dinner with my dad and an awkward conversation about sex with S, which we arent having and wont be having for a good long time. My dad felt that it was important to inform me that he didnt want grandchildren any time soon. After dinner was my SGA meeting, which was great becuase peter was running it and after a quick meeting my RAs and I held a tye dye event to make things all green for the upcoming wacky wildcat challenge.


Thursday
Class at 8, Pt at 10. Meeting at 12:15. Then from one to four thirty I ran around getting things for gala. everything was good. Spanish at 430. and from when class ended till wack pep rally at 730 I desperately needed to do my paper. I got about a page done when I needed to attend the pep rally. We practiced our chant, scarfted down pizza, lite our sparklers and headed out to kick some serious ass. And we won!

Friday:
Gala. Paper due. Got up at nine to do favors. ran out of candy so one of my vps went to get some. ran out again so after my class i had to get some after getting cupcakes. it took forever. we were running late and i only had ten minutes to get ready. gala was a hit but all i wanted was to cuddle with S and I kept hoping he would just magically appear. After gala S picked me up, Z told him to make sure we had good sex which we didnt, and then scott and I got in discussion of hypotheticals which left him sleeping and me crying. I cried myself to sleep that night and he didnt even notice.

Saturday::
Bought my dress for JT's wedding and B, TJ, and I went to liz's wedding. I got set up with a new boy and Im looking forward to going out of it.

Heres to a hair pulling week.

when it rains it pours

I love the quote, when it rains it pours, and well thats totally true. When it rains it pours. And on this rainy sunday it is certainly pouring. And today kicks off the worst week in the world for just about everybody. Spring fever. A week till spring break. Midterms week. Exams, Quizzes, and Papers, on top of fighting with roommates, family, friends, significant others, you name it, its happening. All around me its happening. You cant stop it and you certainly cant avoid it. All of this stress is all bottled up and shaken up and its bound to come exploding out like putting an mentos is a diet coke bottle.

Theres only so much you can do in a week like this, I just wish i knew what that was. Balls to the walls. Keep moving till either you cant go anymore or the week is over whichever happens first. So heres my plan for the week. Plenty of dunks, little sleep if any, and dont stop till it says 5:45 on thursday night....

The final count down.... and everything inbetween

2 days till my birthday...

and heres the thing, Im done wishing. Not to be cynical or anything but its true, Im done wishing and Im done hoping that they come true. A lot fo the time I think its my own fault for wishing for things that have no possibility of coming true. So this year instead of a birthday wish Im making a birthday thank you. Thank you irony. Hehe you are amazing and by amazing I mean the mix of you and karma have certainly added a humerous one two punch to my life.   

10 days till surgery...

Im scared. Not going to lie. Im scared shitless. Its not like it was the last time I had surgery. I dont know exactly what he is going to do or when he is going to do it for that fact. All the same, hello surgery and potentially miserable spring break, good bye constant knee pain.

finally

Took three finals today. And now I wanna go running! Coach Huntley, what have you done to me.

tomorrow

My life tomorrow....
9:00 am - Spanish Final
10:00 am- Macro Final
1:00 pm- Real Estate Final
back to bay path to finish and hand in my CIT final

thanks life

Dear Life.
Cut the shit! Stop letting me fall for her and then have her disappear. Just stop. What I want is her -- but there's no sense in arguing that point since she seems so determined to refute it. Im going to flip a coin... heads I stay with it... tail, I walk. Who am I kidding.... I should just use a double sided coin cause Im always going to stick around.


thanks life... for nada!
Sam