Naomi is such a darling, I feel horrible about her accident. I can't wait until Texas. it's going to be great. I really am so excited, I think I may be able to save enough money to actually get there, back, and have money in between. I sjut have to keep reminding myself that the money in the bank is for Texas, not spending. I don't care if all my jeans have holes, the money's for TEXAS!!! LoL

Wow... I was looking back through my old posts on the SB and found this little tidbit. I thought it was cute. I got all of 3 hours of sleep last night, finally retiring to bed at 4, and getting up at 7. Ouch. That hurt the team, hardcore. And then, as if that wasn't enough, mom and I cleaned the WHOLE 32' of boat; hull, decks, walls, flybridge, EVERYTHING!! So then we went home and got ready for the g-rents coming over, dinner and the works. *shakes head* 3 hours of sleep... And it's 10:15. And I'm not really tired, yet. My stomach is nuts though, crazy. I swear, if I don't get enough sleep, my stomach decides it's time to get some revenge. Oy...

All day, it's been crazy. Anxiety and guilt, even if it's something that's not bad, kills me. *rolls eyes* Damn overworking conscience.

I really am not sure I like being home. See, on one hand, it's really nice to see the rents and whatnot, but honestly, and we all know I'm honest if nothing else, I hate having to clean my room every day, I -really- hate that everyone goes to be at 10 around this place, and I absolutely hate the fact that I don't always ahve someone around to keep me occupied- Kate, Kevin, Dave, Kourt, etc. This bugs me to no end. I call up my frineds around here, and it's like... Oh wait, what friends? LoL I think I have all of 5 who I can call up on a whim and be like, So... You wanna hang out? WTF! I am really not sure how much I'm giong to love this being-home-for-summer deal.

I think, believe it or not, and this will tell you how desperate I really am, that my summer class, ORGANIC CHEMISTRY!!!!, is the only thing keeping me sane. It's giving me an excuse as to why I'm not calling my friends to go out; it's also giving me an excuse as to why, besides lack of anything else to do, I'm going to bed at 11:30, which I have not done in nearly A YEAR!!!

GODDAMMIT!!!

Anyway, on a more, I'm-trying-to-be-cool-about-being-really-really-bored beat, I'm taking karate... Or rather, F.I.G.H.T. ~AKA~ Fierce Israeli Guerilla Hand-to-hand Tactics. *shrugs* It was fun the other night, even though my shoulders are killing me... I am really out of shape. I keep saying I'm going to run, but who doesn't run ?! ME!! hahah No, Tomorrow, I really am going to kick my little arse into gear while I have some time not reserved for Orgo, sleep, food or... yeah, that's about all I do these days... *blink* sad, isn't it? Hmph.

Anyway... I have to run, blah. (Hah.. No pun intended, heh)

I have jsut finished, and mark the time as 9:30 give or take 5 minutes, as the stopping point to my studying task. I have been doing or sitting in class for, Organic Chem, since 10 this morning. Minus a 1 hour commute and a short nap. I am so tired, LoL waaay too much learning. But I am so hyped right now, because I am done for the night. this class is going to kill any and all social life I might ahve hoped for, hah... I guess I deserve it. I mean, I'm trying to cheat my way out of the hard class, so... *shrugs* No social life, or fail horribly? Hmm... Let me think about that. No choice.

Anyway, the damned van's door closed on my knee yesterday- the good one, no less!- I'm so mad, LoL Goddamned van. I have this rather small, but extremely painful purple and black bruise that is jsut so inconspicuous, everything seems to bang into it. Goddamned pants... LoL The other side doesn't as bad, and thankfully doesn't hurt as much,k but it's still a rather painful lump. I curse the door. I curse the whole damned van. Arghh!

I think Lucifer is killing the guppies. Oh wait! I don't think I informed this journal about the whole scenario and deal I've set up with my favorite beta for the sake of his fellow compadre in habitat-hopping pets, Zoox the frog. So... we had to buy beta food anc crickets for the two beasties. Me and mum went to the pet store, picked out our 12 crickets and the jar of food we thought he could like, then I remembered hearing that Zoox should get guppies every once in a while for the nutrition missing from crickets. So... we bought 6 guppies, too.

Getting home, we realized the slight problem. Zoox's tank was only large enough for half the crickets and maybe 2 of the guppies at a time. So... That left 6 crickets and 4 guppies to house elsewhere. Well, we found a little cage for the crickets- laugh now at the chaos that ensued in trying to transport a selected number to Zoox cage without Zoox getting out, and then in trying to get the rest of the jumping little buggers to the other cage- we ended up with only two squished of the 4 that got out... I think that's not bad! The guppies were a bit easier. We simply scooped two into his tank, and then came the dilemma- Would Lucifer eat the other 4? Hmm...

Hah.. We put the bag in his tank to see waht his reaction would be, and also to acclimate them. He just poked at it a few times, but no hysterics- I used to have a beta in with my goldfish and he was fine, so I figured it might be okay *shrugs* Who knows? Anyway... we dumped them in and they all got along fine! Lucifer was pissed, but meh... whatever.

Anyway... that was a really retarded subject to go off on. Lmao . well, anyway... I'm home, I'm sorta unpacked, the critters are settled, and my stereo (OMG!!!) is all hooked up. With my two new large speakers and the two bookshelfs, it's like... Whoa. I can get so much sound in my room, YES!!! And my mom is hooked on Radiohead. Absolutely hooked. It's funny.

And she loved Benny and Joon. Another Mother's Day screwup successfully covered. Hah