I wrote emails to T, I wrote an email to my psyc prof., didn't get a response from either one. So now Monday is going to be a maniac day where my time is as precious as oil and I'm going to be running around trying to get a ton of work done in small incriments of time. I don't know if there is a psyc class Mondays and Wednesdays at 12 (that would, by the way, totally save my ass) because my prof. never responded to confirm. And I'm holding auditions on Tuesday and T hasn't said a word to me since early last week. Am I nervous? YEAH, just a bit. I have an astronomy test on Tuesday that I'm afriad is going to kick my butt--it's open book, open note, which only means that it's going to be one hard cookie to crunch. I studdied today but, looking over the study guide he gave us, I still have some long, arderous hours ahead of me. On the bright side, it's been a very good weekend thus far. Kristofer completely surprised me yesterday when I came home and found my room covered in rose petals with bouquets of tulips and roses and a giant teddy bear, along with an itrip so I can listen to my iPod in the car. Oh yes, and there was also the incredibly sweet letter he wrote...babes, don't ever lose the romance. : ) I hope to be 80 and still finding love notes on my pillows. On the downside, I've really done a number on myself this weekend. I was chopping salad for dinner last night and accidentaly cut pretty deep into my thumb...yeah, that still kinda hurts...then I have this mondo weak scab from burning my self with the curling iron last weekend...and the lump on my shoulder that's going to get checked out on Tuesday. I think it's just another cist, no biggie, but it means another trip to the plastic surgeon (the first time was on my stomach--plastic surgeon insured a much smaller scar than a regular surgeon and it's still pretty noticable). Anyway, all in all things are good. Deep breaths, ya know? Life is best when you're continually pressed for time. Being bored takes all the fun out of leisure. Off to bed and wait for the bear to finish his ice cream...tomorrow, church, studying...ew. Carrie