I’m back home for the summer and have already started working at my Taekwondo school.

Basically, I’m too tired to move from my constant working out or working, so all I have to say is:

I really miss college right now.

Is it august yet?

College is your friend getting really drunk and deciding it’s a good idea to pee in a bush outside a sorority dorm. Then proceeds to yell “OH MY GOD, IT’S THE SWINE FLU! I CAN HEAR IT! IT’S RIGHT NEXT TO ME!”

I’m pretty sure she was talking about a bug.

She then steps out of the bushes and says, “Great, Now I have AIDS.”

I had to pick leaves off her the entire walk to the bar.

And so it begins, Finals Week 09.

Now I admit, I’m not the typical college student. I should be popping adderol and pulling all nighters at the library (like my roommate) but I’m not. No, instead I actually had all my stuff due last week, so now all I have to look forward to (or dread) this coming week is one final paper (7-10 pages) and an exam in my pass/fail class. And whats more, I could walk into that exam, sign my name, turn the paper in, and still pass the class. So needless to say, I’m not too worried. And the paper isn’t due till wednesday.

So basically, I’m bored. My boy has two hard exams Monday and Tuesday, and all my friends have exams too. So no one is around to play with me! and I don’t want to go out drinking alone, that just doesn’t seem fun.

Thus, I’ve had to find other ways to entertain myself which have included going through my nicknacks and throwing stuff out that I don’t need and what not. Packed a few things up, threw some clothes in a suitcase.

Actually, the most entertaining thing I did was go through and throw out all my expired condoms. I only have them because of sexual health week on campus. My roommate helped, and then we read the directions which my one roommate was surprised some people need those.

Oh. They do. Another story for another time.

But otherwise, I actually had to take a break in the middle of writing this post because my roommates and I decided to make a cold stone run for ice cream cup cakes, but I then decided to go next door and get some chips and guac. Perfect.

We picked up two more of our lovely Dirty South and came back to the room to watch The Girl Next Door. Good shit.

Unfortunately, with all the good, we had to tell one of our roommates that her boyfriend has been cheating on her. She seemed okay when we told her…but then she made a phone call…and all were heard were those sad sounds of bawling and tears and screaming. And we assumed the worst. We rushed in, but she bolted out of the room and into the stairwell and we couldn’t catch her. We don’t know where she is now, I hope she is okay….

It sucks that it has to be now that she finds out, but its better she know now than go into the summer with a cheating boyfriend.

Hopefully Finals week will be okay for everyone…