I'm calling this a good week

I'm not sure what a normal person's "good week" feels like, but I'm definitely happy with the way this week has gone for me.

I've managed to be awake for German every day. That's good, for obvious reasons. I was also on time every day this week, unlike last week. This morning (I say that, but it's Saturday now, so I mean Friday morning) I woke up 10 minutes before class started, got ready in three, and ran all the way to class. I was feeling pretty pleased with myself, because I had somehow made it on time, but when I walked into class, we had a sub, so it ended up not mattering. Oh, well. The sub was a much better teacher than our normal professor, which is a bit frustrating, in the long run, but I got over it.

In Understanding Music, we had a review day for the test on Monday (we also have a German test on Monday, but I've talked to the Music teacher about the possibility that I will be late to class and he said it's not an issue). I took very careful notes and should be able to study over the weekend, probably primarily Sunday night.

There was no chem today, because we had a test Thursday night on units 3 and 4. I got a combined total of 80%, but the unit 4 grade was only 70%, so I may opt for the retake on that one, depending on what my grade looks like at the time it comes up.

Instead of chem, I went to lunch at Cate, where I ran into some meteorology friends. We ate, talked, and I made plans with Sadi to work on math homework together tonight. Before that, though, we're going to go to Which Wich for supper, because I've never been there, along with Megan, a mutual friend. I think they're going to meet me at my work when I get off (6:00) because Which Wich is on Campus Corner, as is JJ's. Excellent. I've invited a few more people along for the sandwiches because it sounds like fun, but I'm not really sure who's coming and who's not.

After lunch and making all these plans, I came back to the dorm and slept until about 14 minutes before I had to be at work. I quickly gathered my things, hopped on my bike, and made it to the shop, where I was greeted with two lovely deliveries to make. The first was pretty close, and I got a $3 tip. The second was 1.7 miles away, a large stretch of that being on busy roads with no sidewalks, and then I had trouble finding the address, and then there was a suite involved because the address referred to an entire strip of little businesses. But I got another $4.50 in tips, so that definitely made up for it. Also, these two adventures took up almost the first hour of my three-hour shift. I call it a productive day when I earn 33% above my expected wages.

After I came back to the dorm, I had plans to go with Alice to the concert happening on the Walker-Adams Mall at 9, but I was napping again until about 10. Alice never called me, and she said it was no big deal, so I guess I'm alright with that. I went up and visited her at her new job, monitoring the 24-hour quiet study area on the 12th floor of Walker, tonight from 10 pm-6 am. Icky. But we hung out, and then Kate came up, since she lives in Walker anyway. Overall, it was a fun night.

To change tones entirely (sorry, I don't want to be emo, but it happens), I've concluded that hope can hurt a lot. I think that's part of why I've been having so much trouble dealing with this Richard stuff. I really do think that all I need, or really really want, anyway, is a guy. I want someone to cuddle with and someone to hold hands with and someone to kiss (ew... cooties!). And when Alice was telling me she thought he might like me back, I got my hopes up. I thought that could be him. And now I am somewhat jealous because Shannon is getting that instead of me. But it doesn't need to be him. I know that I don't convey this very well, but I am fine just being friends with Richard. He's still a good person, fun to be around, and y'know, it's easier when I don't feel like I need to try to impress him. But I just wish I had someone, and since he was the latest someone on my mind, he's kind of stuck there until I come across someone new.

I really want to say that a few good nights' sleep will help me stop being so weird and emotional, but I'm not sure I'll ever find out at this rate. Ugh. My back hurts. Dorm mattresses=t3h suXx0rz!