Shake My Booties

Finished the history assignments at around 4 am today. Fell asleep and got about 3 hours of sleep this morning before having to trudge my way down to class, have a quick smoke, then fly into class to read my project over. Read it over and realized that I didn’t care how it sounded as long as I had something to hand in. So I handed it in and then found out that we aren’t having our midterm today… *cries* So basically I showed up when I could have just emailed it in and the slept in. Me on 3 hours of sleep is not fun. 

I’m thinking I might even leave on the break, so I can catch some zzzzzzz’s. 

ok well I’m off now so I can try and not fall asleep during class.

Later Days!

Oh god… my eyes are about to start bleeding at this point in time. You ask: why are you blogging at 1:50 am? are you crazy? on drugs? Answer: I am up at almost 2 in the godforsaken morning because I am finishing the project that I seriously procrastinated on, so I only have myself to blame. So I am definitely crazy and, unfortunately, the only drug I’m on is caffeine. I am only on week 3 of 6 and I still have to do a summary…*breaks down and cries* I am taking a break at this point before my head explodes. Although it does feel nice to know that I am not the only one in my class up at this time finishing the project, I am chatting to at least 4 on Facebook who are all struggling to get this done.

Ok well as Terry-Ann so kindly reminded me of Snow White “hi ho hi ho its off to work I go” 

Later days!

so its been about a week or more since I last wrote. I was trying to get everything organized and build my wardrobe back up. So i did go shopping and bought clothes, obviously, and got my makeup, blow dryer and straightener bought as well. I’m now back at school and stressing out, go figure.

I have a project due tomorrow that I haven’t even started yet. I think I’m going to miss one of my classes today so I can work on it. I may not even go to class tomorrow and then email it to my prof on thursday. Reading week was too chaotic for me, I didn’t have 1 day when I just relaxed. So now I’m just going to have to buckle down and try and get this project done in time. I can already feel a stress migraine coming on, note to self: keep migraine meds close by, just in case. 

Other than that I’m doing well. I did all my laundry yesterday, made sure I did my sheets and pillow cases as well. I figure I’ll just leave my comforter until just before christmas and I’ll do it then. 

Now I’m off to make some food and then get started on my project.

Later days!

So you would think that coming home for reading week would be awesome right?

Think again.

Everything was going smoothly yesterday. My cab came on time, I got onto the GO train, got to Union station, got my ticket. Everything went off without  hitch until I got into Sarnia and went to get my bag out of the baggage container in the car… and it wasn’t there. Me and one of the train people looked for it and could not find it. I’m officially pissed off. That bag had EVERY piece of clothing I own in it (i thought I would bring my laundry home to do it), my makeup, my towels, my blow dryer and hair straightener, my slippers (where I get my nickname from Kai “Boots”), my shampoo/conditioner/body wash/face wash, EVERYTHING!

So the question you’re asking is “what did you do?” I called the London baggage people and they don’t have any bags in. And basically all I can do is hope that someone turns my bag into one of the stations. This also happened to another lady on my train who got off in Strathroy. So guess what I did yesterday… thats right some essentials shopping. Kai took me to my favourite underwear store La Senza and bought me some new bras and underwear. My Dad then took me out and I got pjs, a few shirts, track pants and a sweater. Today me and my Mom went out and bought some more clothes and makeup.

I repeat:

I. Am. So. Pissed. Off.

I still can’t believe that I don’t have any of  my things with me. The only thing I can’t understand is that my bag weighed like 50 lbs so there is no way someone mistakenly walked off with my bag, they had to have taken it intentionally. So I’m hoping that when they find nothing of value in there they will just return it and say that they took the wrong bag. I don’t care… I just want my stuff back. 

Wah!