Ten things to tell

First of all, it's COLD outside. God it's cold!

Second, I'm still sick, unfortunately, but I'm hoping that a good night's sleep will help cure that.

Third, I really don't feel like studying. Primarily because it's no fun, and secondly because I just don't feel like it. Time for the Scarlett O'hara philosphy: I can study tomorrow, after all, tomorrow is another day...

Fourth, I will be done with two classes in three days, with one more in five days, and the last one in seven days, which means that in exactly seven days, I will be at home. What I'll be doing at home remains to be seen, but at least I'll be somewhere in Carteret county.

Fifth, being done with my classes means that I will be able to sell at least two of my text books, so I might make twenty or so dollars, which I need to buy some Christmas gifts.

Sixth, Callie has gone home for the night, which means that I am free to do what I want. Which I do when she's here, so it's no real difference. I've sung a few songs, read a few pages, sung a bit more (I like to try and sing; it doesn't always work), and now I'm thinking of doing a puzzle.

Seventh, I have to stay up until at least one tonight so I can check my grades online. Oscar, my Microbiology TA said our grades should be up, but he wouldn't email them to us because he didn't want to send fifty different emails. Oh well.

Eighth, I managed to pull off an A in my PE class. I don't know how, I don't know why, I'm just happy with the what, and the what is an A. Where's the problem?

Ninth, I've discovered that the only reason I like watching What Not to Wear and Covershot and other makeover shows is because I like to watch them do their hair. I'm a bit of an artist, and an artist can always appreciate another artist's work. I think my hair looks all right, and I did that using my artistic whatnot and a pair of scissors.

Tenth, I am now going to return to my solitary little existence and try to stay awake for three more hours. Oooo, hot apple cider, jalapeño jack cheese, crackers, and something else, I forget. Yawn.