So yesterday, I actually had a good day with my dad. We decided to be those people and get up at five in the morning for some shopping. Well, not much was bought but it was still entertaining... sans the time that my mom spent with us at the first mall we went to. She was grumpy-faced the whole time and nothing short of Debbie Downer, constantly complaining about the crowds. I don't really know what she expected but oh well.

Anyways, my dad and I dropped her at home and went back out. We got lunch and he apologized for some of his douchiness last summer and I told him that I'm probably not living with them this coming summer and he said he understood. My only purchases on the day were a new pair of jeans (because I've found its the best time to replace worn out pairs), my brother's Christmas present - a Need for Speed game for the Wii, and a couple of dvds from a discount bin (Watchmen and Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist).

Every night I've been here I've had strange dreams, which have combined my Fraternity, Glee, an obstacle course and Melissa. I always have strange dreams here. Then again, it might have been the cold medicine. I'm going back to my place tonight. With my mountain of homework. Blerg.

So I'm pretty sure my computer is on its last legs. Or at the very least it will be soon. I just need its word processing capabilities to last. Is that too much to ask? Stupid pc. I spent some time looking at the pretty Macbooks that I'll never be able to afford. It was not helpful. But on a happier, nontechnology related note...

Last night, I had a pre-Thanksgiving feast with a group of friends. So much food. And National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation. Which almost everyone could quote to no avail. While watching the scene where Clark Griswold goes berserk on the reindeer and Santa, Melissa said she could see me doing something like that... Unfortunately I could not disagree with this.

Friday night, Melissa and I saw Rent, which Grand Valley much to my pleasure decided to put on stage this year. It was amazing. Except for the girl playing Mimi. And I cried. Several times. Oh and are seats were fourth row, exactly in the center. Win.

I am back. Kind of. I don't know what happened. I guess instead of the flu I caught writer's block.

This weekend. Where to begin? Well, not with parts of Friday because I'd someone else to testify to those. My fraternity... well parts of it... along with the pledges took a weekend trip to Traverse City which was full of exactly what you'd expect a fraternity trip to be full of. Hey, I have to keep to a stereotype at some point...it's pretty much inevitable. Sunday was the initiation, so my little is finally an official member of DSP! And more importantly Daysee was by my side rubbing my back and assuring me everything was going to be okay when I reached the mental-breakdown portion of probably my worst drunken night ever. She gets my nod for best new friend of the year. I don't remember all of my ramblings but I was going on about how I missed Melissa and the hardships of just being the "gay one" or "that lesbian" to some groups of friends. I have never felt more embarrassed in recent history. But I did just remember how to spell embarrass. That's something, right?

Know what else is something? The B I have in intermediate accounting right now. That's right. Suck it, I do read that paper. And yes, I must say that everytime I accomplish a school win. All three times. Speaking of school, I have a load of it on my desk that I'm putting off. An exam and quiz on Wednesday, but after that its smooth sailing on through Thursday when the next best weekend ever will begin. Can't wait

So I was having pretty much an amazing day. I got a 96 on my ethics exam. And of course the douchebag two rows over who thinks he is a conservative god was not happy with his score and asked what the highest in the class was.... 96. Yeah. Suck it, I do read the paper.

And so I had all this confidence going into this class that starts in (looks around) six minutes... until I was on my way here. I saw one of the few people who incites in me an urge to vomit. All of my worst college memories seem to be tied in some way to the image of this individual and I kind of wanted to punch a wall/vomit/cry. I don't know why. I'm a weak person like that I guess.

Well here goes nothing. Exam number... oh hell I lost track.

ETA: As soon as I left I remembered what one of the acronyms was. Well there's at least one true/false point off... *sigh*

Nicely done Chad Henne. And Braylon Edwards...even though your team didn't get the W. I love my former boys in maize n blue...except Tom Brady.

And I failed my daily posting goal. *tear* Oh well. I'm not that interesting anyway. As long as I can remember the important stuff...

For Halloween, I am going as Velma from Scooby Doo. And Melissa as Daphne.

Epic. Win.

Although I still need to be a Star Wars character once in my life.

I skipped the only class I had today to hang out with my little, which in my opinion was well worth it. I told her about Melissa and my drama filled sophomore year, and she told me about a douchebag from her past and her strict father. It was nice bonding. And then we went to Mount Pleasant.

By we, I mean myself, Daysee (my little), Lara (another pledge), Dan and Derek (well, Claire and pledge!Amanda) joined us later. I had to ride with the boys, which meant listening to Dan and Derek debate between the 80's and 70's as the better decade in music, with coinciding ipod playlists to each argument. As a rebuttal against the 70's Dan played the Village People... which meant I was no longer the gayest thing in the car. Ha.

When we got to Mt Pleasant, we toured the casino with another chapter of the Fraternity from Ferris State, and then we all went to eat at Red Lobster. Because that's where the Ferris kids wanted to go. Gr. Well they should've paid then. Oh well. The food was yummy and Melissa was able to join us (not only did I want this, but my little suggested it... because she's made of win). Daysee ordered a drink bigger than her head... and it took her all of dinner plus the time it took us to pay everyone's bill to finish it. Afterwards we gave her a round of applause. It was necessary. This is a good DSP semester.

And inappropriate icon is inappropriate.

Hm, I don't know if I can do this posting everyday thing.

Sometimes I'm just so tired, all that's on my mind is: arhasbnbdieikmnjebflerm.

I think the accounting exam went well. And I want to sleep in but I have to meet my little tomorrow. Maybe I'll skip my one class, haha. I fail at life. Oh well. I get to go to Mount Pleasant tomorrow and see my favorite!

Accounting Exam number one tomorrow.

I'm so ready. Bring it.

Operations Management: 95 on exam
Work: Award that enters me into a drawing for $10
Friday: I get to go to Mt Pleasant

Life is good. For now... We'll see how I feel Thursday after my intermediate accounting exam.

Business Ethics exam: No problem
Listening to State fans gloat all day: Annoying
Lunch with Melissa and Dinner with the bestie: makes up for it
Pledge meeting: successful and long... paying for this with sleep deprivation tomorrow...

And by tomorrow, I actually mean today.

I have tickets for Rent!! While picking up my tickets for Romeo and Juliet, the box office was open for other ticket sales so I finally got a chance to pick them up. Melissa and I will be in the fourth row in the center. Win.

It's an annual tradition for Family Weekend I invite my grandparents to the Shakespeare play, even if it is as lame as Romeo and Juliet. Although, I have to say their presentation wasn't too bad. There was this actress playing Mercutio who was in Seven Passages, and she pretty much stole the show. Too bad Mercutio is killed in the first act...

And I tried some delicious Asian food. I can't remember for the life of me what it was called, but it was chicken, shrimp and green peppers in a sauce with curry and coconut milk. Mmmm. I have leftovers. And $40. Yay. Now if only the weekend wasn't over...

Epic fail.

That is all I have to say about that.

I got to meet with my little, Daysee today. And she is made of win. She apparently got voted president of her pledge class, also dropped from a health profession major and was in love with the Spice Girls and Power Rangers growing up. And we spent like 15 minutes of the hour we met talking about X Men.

And tonight I went with Melissa to watch her brother's homecoming game. Unfortunately it was pouring rain all day and the other team is possibly the worst in the state so we didn't stay for the whole game (53-0 was the final...mmyeeaah). Our ride across the street was entertaining, though. We piled ten people into the cab of a Silverado. Yes, 10. The cold was no longer a problem.

And now, ending the day as always: Family Guy. Well, actually when it's just me I fall asleep to Golden Girls but thats beside the point...

I don't know how they did it, but they made me love CSI again. Actually no, I do know how they did it. Jorja. Fox.

And apparently Maura Tierney has breast cancer? I read this today and it made me sad. I love her in every show she's ever been in.

Today at work, my labor and employment law professor went through my coworkers line and said hello. And told my coworker that I was a good student and other nice things. I'm sure I was a shade of red or pink.

And I had no reason to be worried about my exam today. Other than a couple of multiple choice that I was 50/50 on, it was pretty easy. The written problems were just plugging into equations that we were given.

(And I think I said something beyond this but was unable to post because of LJ's stupid maintenance schedule and the slowest internet in the state available at my school)

Highlight of day:

In labor and employment law, I went to turn in my quiz. As I was walking away, my professor said something I didn't quite catch so I turned back and listened again. She said she hoped I did well on the quiz, because she thinks I'm doing a good job and likes my answers in class. Coming from a pretty tough professor (and a Michigan State fan who knows that I am not), it really meant a lot to me. Even though I got three wrong because I fail at true/false questions.

And I am sooo tired. I woke up tired. And I know tomorrow will be the same. Just plus an exam instead of a quiz.

I don't quite understand how this moodtheme pic is lethargic... but there wasn't an option that said 'dead' so this will have to do. I wish I was more like the picture right now... I miss my "Spencer" (or "Ashley"... for the sake of the comment I decided to go with Spencer since my name is Ashley... and I'm doing that thing where I overexplain things because I'm tired).

It took me twenty minutes to even get the internet window to stay up, so this is going to be short.

Today was stressful. The free work pizza is going to make me fat. I love Family Guy. And if I had a dollar for every time I pantomimed shooting myself today... I'd have enough money to take someone out to dinner. Well, actually I do because I just got paid. Ah, silver lining.

I have a stomach ache for no apparent reason. And I feel like I have no time to do anything and all I want to do is nothing. I just want to lay in bed and cuddle all day. I'm so sick of school. And being far away. And the Panthers failing. Blerg.

I don't want to work tomorrow. But at least I get paid. *sigh* If anyone sees my motivation lying around somewhere could you send it back to me? Thanks

I hate Sundays.

I failed at being productive. So this week is going to be a busy hell. But I get paid Tuesday. And next weekend will be the same I'm sure. Amazing... entirely unproductive, but amazing.

I loved the universe traveling episode of Family Guy tonight. One of the jokes reminded me of my friend Spencer. And hey, how about those Lions? *shakes head* Michigan State should be ashamed that even the bane of Michigan sports teams can win, but they cannot.