I have learned my first lesson from college: Food and Sleep are not necessary anymore. Today I had a half a bag of pretzels and a can of mountain dew. Yesterday, I had a half a bag of cheetos and a half a can of Dr. Pepper. Oh! Friday I had a game, and right after school me and Brittany ran everywhere to find tights and hair ties for the game and we were almost late for practice. The fun part? I was running on 3 hours (working on uniforms from 8 PM to 1:30 AM with Justin, Brittany and her mom) of sleep, 5 cheetos, half of a medium fry from McDonald's and a bottle of cream soda.

I learned a lesson from band friends, too. Boys suck. They really, really do. All I know is that I'm gonna have to drop food, sleep or boys to get through college with what's left of my stability and I'm thinking that boys might be the one to drop. I can't deal with the feeling that I'll have a mental breakdown from exhaustion, the feeling that I'm going to throw up everyday from not eating, and extra intense butterflies that fly around when I see...ahem... him at band practice and football games (and no, it's not the same him as the one from earlier posts). I just don't know how to forget about him. I guess that's the nutty part, huh? I have found some tips from an article on MSN about "Why he won't call" (I guess that gives you insight to my problems -_-)...

1. "He may still call. The panic you feel is related to your fear that this is just another dissapointment-and you don't want another dissapointment." Oh please, what's a little more dissapointment? This is the third guy that I've been involved with (in some way, not necessarily "dating"). The first one was sweet, the second one was an asshole and I thought this one was perfect for me but I guess I was wrong. If this one turns out an asshole too, why would I want to be with him anyway?

2. "This is not your last chance at love. Think less about him calling and more about how you feel about yourself." Very true. I totally agree with this one!

3. "Men are pursuers by nature. If he's interested, he'll call. Stop worrying and go back to your life." Eh. Easier said than done, I guess.

Off the boy subject.

I hit a squirrel Sunday. Today, a car alarm that I don't have started going off at school whenever I opened the door. I talked it over with Brittany, and we think that the one I hit was the daddy squirrel and his disable wife and children were too disabled to get food for themselves after he died, so they killed themselves and are haunting my car. When we bought the car, the guy said "You don't have an alarm, you only have a panic button". It has never, ever, ever, done anything like this before. Sometimes I hate cars.

 College is...interesting. I like the environment, you know, the social aspect of it, because they're so much more mature than high school students. I don't like how the teachers push everything off and just assume you know how to do everything. So, ya. Bunches of fun.

 I have a class in 45 minutes that I'm sure I'll fall asleep in. I had 3 hours of sleep last night. I went right to Brittany's after practice to work on our uniforms for tonight, and Justin called to talk (ya, he's back. I think Tara's spell wore off) and I lost 5 dollars. Brittany said, "he'll call you" and I said "no, he won't" and she said "I bet you 5 dollars he will" and I said "okay". So, he called while we were sewing. He made the mistake of saying "I can sew!", so me and Brittany said "you're coming over. NOW.". I went to pick him up and we worked on them until 1:30 AM. By the time I dropped him off at his house, got home, got yelled at, and got to bed at 3. Then 6 rolled around and I started crying. Anyway, I got class. See ya! 

Today was going just fine until I left school at 9:15. I got out and went straight home to see if I could find my band shirt that I had to wear when I came back for a band trip at 11:30. So, I go home and I can't find it anywhere. I decided that I would just call Brittany D when she got home to see if she had an extra, and If she didn't, I would face Mr. Martin and ask for one. So, I go over to Clark state (where I start a college on Monday) so I can see if I can find my way around. First of all, this is a bad part of Springfield. Has anyone heard of the killer William Sapp? He killed two little girls, a 30 year old woman (who my family knew) and attempted to kill another woman (who was found in the Clark State parking lot). Well, this all took place in this area. Anyway, what should happen? My gas light comes on. I cursed a little, then decided to try my luck and pull into a crappy looking gas station. What makes it worse was that Ohio passed this dumb "concealed weapon" law, and this guy was walking around tossing a gun around! I hurried as fast as I could and got out of there.

 So after that, I go to the mall to pick up a dress that I'm going to use for Halloween (Barbie!). I get out and see that, yay! I have 45 minutes to drive home, put my makeup on, run to McDonald's to get food for Amber and Selena, run to Brittany's house to get the band shirt and get back to school. So I did all that and I was only 5 minutes late. Go me! Anyway, I go to check the bus list and...damn. Me and Heather are the only guard members on bus 1. MR. MARTIN'S BUS. I am also with Tara and Justin! Yay. So, I calm down and say, "It's okay. So what if I'm stuck on a bus with people I can't stand. Even if we have an hour and a half bus ride tommorow. Dammit." So, we go and come back. After I leave I call Brittany (who refused to go) to tell her all the crap going on. She wants me to come over to run errands with her (paying her dad's warrant fees), so we end up having a bitch fest. We're on our merry way and my cell phone rings. It's Brittany K. Shit. Long story short, she took some unknown pills at school, passed out, her mom came, threatened to call cops on way home, she jumped out of moving vehicle, warrant out for her arrest, "Can you some get me?". I told her she was a fucking idiot and that she needs to GROW UP. I hang up. We go on our merry way. Ashley calls. "Did you hear about Brittany? She wants me to come get her. What should I do?" "Um. Don't get her." "Okay!" We hang up. Selena calls. "My mom walked out on me and my dad today and she took my sister and brother. I need you to come get me, I'm really freaked out!" "I'm sorry! I'm in Vandalia though, I can't come over." "Okay, come pick me up for practice at 4:30." We hang up.

This is the point where I turned off the damn cell phone.

1. What's your worst habit?
Sleeping too much. I get to come home from school at 9:30 AM, so it's sooo easy to just sleep all day.
2. Who is the most irritating person you know? Why?
Mr. Martin. He's an uber-a-hole.

3. Who is the most amusing person you know?
I know a lot of amusing people, but the most amusing would have to be Ashley.

4. Are you a cat person or a dog person? Or something else entirely?
I'm a ferret person. ^_^

5. Do you listen to any groups/artists that are NOT from the UK or North America?
I don't think I've ever heard anyone that wasn't from the UK or N. America.
6. Would you vote for George Bush if you had the opportunity?
No way. I've never real ly hated anybody before, but I absolutely hate him. 

7. If you had the chance to assassinate George Bush without getting caught, would you?
No.

8. Have you ever had a relationship that lasted longer than six months AND that you feel could lead/have led to marriage?
Nope.

9. Do you have it in you to kill someone?
Unless I, or somebody I love, was in serious trouble. Otherwise, I don't think I could ever kill somebody.

10. Have you ever seriously considered killing yourself?
Yes.
11.Are you attracted to any of your friends?
Yes. He's a guy, though.

12. Would you ever consider sleeping with someone of the sex you're NOT normally attracted to?
No.

13. Were you over 21 when you lost your virginity (if you've actually lost it, that is)?
I still have it! GO ME!

14. Who, living or dead, real or fictional, would you most like to meet, and what would you ask them?
I would like to meet George W. Bush and ask one simple question: "What the HELL goes through your mind?"

15. What's your guilty pleasure? You know, the thing you enjoy yet feel embarrassed admitting to.
I have no idea. Honestly...
16. What do you look forward to most when you get up in the morning?
Going back to bed.

17. Do you believe in the occult or paranormal? If so, have you had any paranormal experience or participated in an occult working? If you took part in an occult working, what were you trying to do, and did it work?
I believe in paranormal stuff. One time, when I was about 11, I was asleep in my room and around 3 AM I suddenly woke up and I felt like I couldn't breathe. I tried to get up, but I couldn't. Finally, I was able to move so I jumped out of bed and ran to my door, but it wouldn't open. I turned around and I swear there was a woman dressed in red standing there. I turned back to the door and started banging on it and screaming for my mom. She came in and turned on the light and nothing was there.
 
18. When did you last cry and who/what was it over?
I cried at the Football game last Friday at school. Mr. Martin had just finished telling the guard we were a "trainwreck" and "a liability to the band".

19. What advice do you wish you'd been given when you were younger?
To not take everything so seriously.

20. And finally, if money was no object, what would you do with your life?
I would travel around the world.