this entry is just the latest in a long list of ways to put off studying for my econ exam at 8am tomorrow morning. i'm running out of ideas... uh oh, better make it a long one! :)

someone found my diary by searching for 'britney spears loss of virginity.' *LOL* i love my handy invisible little hitbox. and of course, what would the world be without google? a lot less entertaining, i tell you...

hmm... when i desperately need something to discuss, i got nothin'. so i'm gonna steal ideas from lani's diary...

dinner was hilarious... you guys crack me up. upton enjoyed it too :) and if you all don't mind, i'd like to make my appearances at the table less rare and noteworthy. well, as evil declining balance allows...

geeky freshmen unite!! oh yeah dc is gonna be a blast. if we can recruit some more people... but i'm not too nervous about the trip being cancelled; worse comes to worst, we can always sic our extreme mammalian aardvarks and beaked lobsters on them.

my dc memories... it really seems like i've been there more than twice. i don't remember much about dc itself from the 8th grade trip; as a 13-year-old i wasn't too impressed with the city (the shame). i roomed with rose, ellen and sarah, and the nights in the hotel were by far the best part. jumping on the beds, dancing, flashing guys down in the parking lot... good times. rose got mad at me at some point during the tour of the capitol and i never did find out why; becky cried hysterically at the vietnam wall; mike grieshammer got a stern talking to after a comment about a bomb in front of the white house. we were all so silly and carefree then.

the week i spent in dc on the close-up trip was one of the best experiences of my life. i stayed in a room with two girls from nevada and another girl from ohio i didn't know. it was really cool to get to know kids from all over the country. i was the only liberal in my discussion group, which was really fun and exciting. memories: 'this is the last time we'll be passing the washington monument, you might want to take a picture now;' barry mooning us; barry and adam pop-bottle swordfighting for a group of elementary kids on the library of congress steps; 'you won't be seeing the washington monument again...'; getting a library of congress card, even though signs everywhere say tourists aren't allowed; the library of congress is so amazing and beautiful!; barry's improvised performance at the 'talent' show; talking to my representatives (i was jealous of the youngstown people seeing trafficant, though!!); seeing the washington monument for the 50th time. one of the coolest weeks of my life.

i really need to switch my advisor too... but in my case it is that i don't like miller. i had him sign my change of advisor form back in november, but i haven't given it to my future advisor yet. i was going to have dela@t as my advisor, the one poli sci professor of the two on campus that i can stand. i even asked her once, and she said she would. but - ugh - she's been bitchy to me twice in the last week. mabry keeps saying 'if you ever need an advisor...' and her undergrad major was poli sci, so maybe i'll go with her...

i did some heavy-duty cleaning tonight. i finally threw away the dead bouquet of sharpened pencils, so i guess that makes it official. and permanent.

peer editing is evil! dhs says your writing is not your soul, it's not your life but... yes it is!! i am such a perfectionist about my writing (don't count this diary as 'my writing') and i'm so self-conscious about it; i hate having people read my work, and to sit there and watch them do it is complete hell! and oh how i hate it when teachers look over your shoulders at what you're writing. always, always hated that. even when i'm just critiquing someone else's work, i can't stand to be critiqued over my shoulder. does that make any sense? but one of the great benefits of being a lefty is that you can craftily cover it up. all that pain and agony was worth dhs laughing at and saying she liked my 'soft, inoffensive music' line. it's so crazy how a small compliment from certain people can mean the world to you.

i should really study my econ and get to bed before midnight. but that would be the smart thing to do. i'll just never learn. sigh. maybe if i finally fail that test tomorrow i will stop this! but i know i won't because he only counts the top three test scores. i could literally fail it and it wouldn't even faze me. such a slacker....

alright, time to get my slacker butt in gear... talk to y'all later :)