Intense

This week has been kind of intense. Several times I have considered posting with a bunch of day-to-day details, but I'm not sure what would get me in trouble and what would just be stupid and mundane. I've probably told most of you everything that's been going on anyway, and if you want some more details, you can call me sometime or send me an e-mail.

Here is the short version:
My sleep schedule is ruined. I'm trying to reset it tonight, which is why I'm up right now, typing this. I went to the Health Center on Friday and got some meds, but I haven't taken any of them yet. My cold seems to be getting better. But I swear I'll take the meds tomorrow night. As a matter of fact, I'll take the antibiotic later this morning. Umm... I've been contemplating dropping my calc class while I could still get a "W" for withdrawing instead of an F or whatever, but my math teacher talked me out of it. Apparently 53/100 was actually a relatively high score on that test, and I'd rather stay as far ahead as possible. I think I'll still be able to maintain my scholarships, but I guess it's not a sure thing until the end of the semester, because he said he'll put it on a curve then. Other classes are going fine.

The social side of college life is actually the part that's made the last week so intense. I've spent a lot of time with all of my friends--Shannon, Richard, and Alice especially. But on Tuesday Richard and Shannon started getting to know each other and Richard very obviously started liking Shannon. Shannon, Richard, Jay, and I all went to a club on Friday night; Richard danced only with her. There's more, but I'm not going to bitch about that now because I've been bitching all weekend to everyone already. Shannon isn't interested, though. She's really not. She was kind of enjoying the attention, just because it's attention, and it's from a guy. I can understand that. I'd probably do the same thing. But she's apologized to me a lot and she's talked to him and told him that she just wants to be friends, so I think it's all good. The unfortunate thing in all this is that I haven't learned my lesson. I'm a fool and I'm still infatuated. As a drunken Alicia said earlier tonight, "Being a girl sucks, because we have emotions." Yeah, we all had fun laughing at Alicia. That's mean, but it's true. She's a kind of silly drunk. She's not the only one (and with that I apologize for all my previous rantings against drunk people).