Next Week = Hell

Listening to: Free-Sarah Brightman
Feeling: annoyed
Next week is the last week before my 4 1/2 days of Fall Break. I'm so glad that the break is right around the corner. One serious obstacle though. I have to make it through next week. I'm literally going to become a hermit. I have to miss out on my dance lessons Monday night due to Stats exam. Tuesday is my Philosophy midterm and work. Wednesday is Dendro lab with a 25 twig quiz and ballroom lessons. Thursday is my Ecology lab practical. Friday (TGIF) is the easy day of the week. I have my weekly quiz in calc, lab for stats, and ecology lecture. Then I will be on the road for Logan that afternoon. When I get home, Mom's gonna have a good ol' pot of chili waiting' for me and I'm gonna make me some pumpkin bread. Dad's birthday is next weekend. That just means I have to fit the time in this next week on going down to the village and buying him something for the big day. Plus we are going bowling Saturday night. Maybe I can talk Mom into letting me make beef and noodles or lasagna. I want to learn how to make them her way so I have to start learning at some time. This is totally not me. This whole semester I've picked up a real big case of feminism. I like cooking now and I'm wearing make-up and have pierced ears. Plus, I'll be wearing dresses a lot this year. What is going on? Has hell finally frozen over?! Hopefully that's the answer cause I hate the formal life. Anyways, I gotta run. Have to grab dinner, change for Dance passport and then spend about 2 1/3 hours at PMU with other dancers and having open dancing.
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