i just dropped my cell phone into a cup of cold tea. it's both hilarious, and really really sad. it keeps flashing on and off at me now. which is probably not good, although i don't know, i'm not a cell phone expert. gah, i really suck.
it's really not that big of a deal, so i won't get to text my friends or talk to my mom on the way home from class for a while, but i'm still sad about it. more than anything, i'm kinda homesick. i looked at the transfer application page. i read the criteria. i have till march 1st for fall admission. jarrod makes comments about how much happier i am when i'm in texas as opposed to in illinois. apparently i'm sad here.
and none of this would even be that big of a deal if i weren't just feelin' low to start with, and listening to the wrong songs for the mood. and then, also, if i weren't a colossal buffoon. i mean, who drops their phone in a mug of tea, really?? suck.
you know, when pagers were cool. in 1998.
-sarah
Afterwards.
So feel lucky.
I also don't have the equipment replacement program, so I had to spelunk it out and keep using it.
I feel like my grumpiness has spread throughout this diaretical community. I shall endeavor to be less grumpified so that may spread too.
I'm like the frickin' SARS virus or something.
Be well, eLla.
--Nick
*loses train of thought for his comment*
Aaaaand good morning sunshine. I'd come yahoo, but the only comp with messenger is currently in storage for new carpet...
stupid carpet...
and assuming you're on now anyway.
I should take you to the carnival and make you play the land the ball in the milk jug game and we could win all the stuffed animals.
They're fun.