I got a letter from ASU one day, telling me that I hadn't paid my tuition yet. I was certain I did--after all, it had been a big hoo-ha having to go to the band to get a new checkbook and all and I wrote the check and sent it and all that--so I was a bit confused. So I called the school and after listening to the longest voice recording system with more choices than an ice cream shop, I finally got directed with a real person. Turns out, I had paid my room and board, but not my actual tuition for classes. So it's another merry-go-round ride trying to figure out what's due and how I am going to pay it. I reviewed my awards ("scholarships") and, as luck would have it, those awards will cover my tuition for this semester, so I was pleased. I'm still a bit nervous about the process of money handling here so I am going to keep a close eye on what happens. My schedule is so great now (did I mention I signed up for a swing dancing class to have 15 credits?) I would hate to lose everything just because of a misunderstanding about my tuition payment. Jackie and Tim's wedding is drawing nearer and I'm still not sure what to get them. I'm making Jackie a funny bridal basket (which is going to cost me more than I can afford, I realize) so I don't know what to do at this point. You know, when I was out shopping with the girls last night I'm sure I saw some things that I liked, but I didn't buy a single thing. I think I'm too afraid to spend money right now, especially if its just frivelous spending. And with only one week left of work and a measly paycheck as my last meal ticket for the school year, well I better be careful, hadn't I? Grandma is still in the hospital and taking a turn for the worst, my mother tells me. She and my dad are both going out of town tomorrow (and to very different places; my mom to Greenbay for business, my dad to Pennyslvania to help his mom clean out her house in preperation to move out here). Anyway, I'm go visit my grandma tomorrow in the hospital to see how she is doing. Kris even agreed to go with me, very sweet of him. It's going to be a long day tomorrow; it's a wonder why I am even still up at this hour. Between work and just the summer buzz, my body is so confused--time is an ideal, really. It doesn't seem to exist or have much of an affect on me. All I know is that right now, my dog is getting more sleep on my bed than I am. I suppose that's all for now. I've had a lot on my mind and a lot I've wanted to say, but that all seems to have gone away from me now. I guess I'm just getting up in this 'transitional' process. I keep scrounging through my memories and old diaries like an old sap. I even did some scrapbooking today. *laughs* How big of a dork am I?? Ah, all in good fun though. There are some memories that you just can't let sit in a shoe box and fade away forgotten. Three weeks left until the big move-in...who knows what kind of memories are in store for me there... Carrie