this week is catching up with me

definitely should have worked more on monday and tuesday, because now i'm being crushed under all the reading i have to do. i finally finished microhistory (all 75 pages), so now i have to come up with the discussion question. 3072 shouldn't be too bad (note to self: buy bluebook).

this weekend is going to be even more reading. i haven't even opened my geography book and the exam is monday. at least i'm doing better than the people who have yet to buy it.

in other news:
practice was cancelled today (high winds), which equals more study time for me.

i keep seeing this girl who has the same jacket as i do everywhere i go. creepy? i think so.

i had a dream last night about gloves. i was trying to buy a new pair and i remember being really rushed and i couldn't pick which ones i wanted. the weird part was that every pair had the fingers cut off (exactly like the gloves i just bought) and were really long, almost all the way to my elbow. anyway, i looked it up in my dream dictionary and this is what it says: "generally gloves worn in a dream signify emotional security, and brand new gloves portend financial security...blah blah blah...long or gaunt-type gloves pertain to love matters, and if they were in good conditions, so will be your love affairs." umm...

weirdly enough, my EFND teacher had a dream about me last night (in which i was attacking him with a pitchfork crying hysterically and screaming at him 'how dare you'). i asked him what he did to make me mad and he didn't know-- only that he never wants to be on my bad side. i agreed. (consequently, the dream book says that pitchforks portends to financial headaches due to overindulgence).

i feel like more people are getting in accidents. while i was walking around campus today i noticed a lot of people in crutches-- 5 at least. and that's not even counting the people who need crutches already. and why do i feel like that statement is going to send me to hell?

oh! speaking of hell, i think i figured out what to give up for Lent. i'm going to (try) give up the word 'like.' as in, "ashley told me she, like, couldn't believe that she had actually gotten crabs from her one night stand last week. i was, like, hello? duh."

so, yea. it should prove to be interesting. enough with this though, i need to read. o.c. is on tonight and i don't want this test hanging over my head.