So. I'm tired.

Yes, tired seems to be a pretty good word for it.

Ah, but guess what? Last night, the window was open (without my room mate knowing it) and she slept like a baby. Except that babies don't snore. So, she slept more like my snoring room mate.

I'm getting sick and tired of complaining about her. Not because there isn't much to complain about (trust me, there is,) but because I spend so much of my time doing it it's insane. So I promise that I will try to stop.

Anyways. The other day I was walking along and a flyer for the rifle club caught my eye. As I assumed, it is indeed an air rifle club, which means that this Thursday I am joining it. Sadly, the days/times it meets, I will have classes for most of it during next semester, so I'll have to find out if it's okay to just go part time or if there is some way to meet with someone from there at other times to practice when I actually don't have class.

Speaking of class, did I mention that I will have six classes next semester? I hope I don't end up killing myself (or dieing by accident, as the case may well be. it shall be the first case of lack-of-sleep induced death on the edinboro university campus) But, I am hopefull that if I can keep doing that, I will be able to graduate in three years. Well, one of these semesters I might have to take seven courses (which is only possible with the assent of the dean, assistant dean, and the advisor) and that way I can graduate with the 124+ credits that most places now seem to accept as standard for graduating from an undergrad program (in this school it is 120 credits, but it is generally a good idea to take at least one extra class) So. We'll see how that works out.

Anyways, I should get going now, get some food in me and then take a shower and aim for sleep by 11:00 tonight. Oh how I hope this is possible.

Room mate - 10/27/2005
Worst ever - 07/21/2005
Goth - 05/29/2005
Bad Baby - 05/25/2005
- - 02/08/2005

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