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My parents are always complaining how I'm almost never home. These last two or three weeks I might have slept in my own bed an average of 3/7 times per week, but as I sit here now, at home, I am reminded why I am never home: it's boring! I finally awoke/dragged myself out of bed at 9:50, ate breakfast while reading the paper. I took a shower, folded some laundry, did some school-associated paper, and am now twiddling my thumbs with what else to do. Oh granted I've kept myself somewhat amused :adding songs to itunes, drawing a little "gentleman devil" picture, and am now considering taking my doggie on a walk- I find myself astoundingly society-orientated. It seems that I much prefer the company of friends and loved ones, or even work, than being bymyself. Dear friends, there was once a time that I was as perfectly amiable on my own, as with others.

Anyways, as mentioned before I am waiting for my evening class that starts at 5 (my first evening class). It's an education class recommended for future teachers. It should be very interesting. I'm also in Fiction Writing, and Music Appreciation, which I hope is more wide-spread in musical tastes than History of Music. I wish I could've taken astronomy or geology or something like that but it didn't fit with my schedule.

Lasher proves to be very interesting. I'm also reading Pier's Anthony Hope of Earth, a series of short stories using the same clan characters representing the evolution of man through their activities and such.

I've really been into reggae lately. I got a compilation called "dubwise and otherwise" and just added dual discs of sublime:gold. It really relaxes me. I'm looking forward to the next couple of months: they're very busy! Did you know THREE of my friends are getting married this year?? I'm willing to wait, of course, for the RIGHT ONE, but I wish he would hurry up...I like the thought of getting married young. I've also got the ladytron and then children of bodom concerts, of which I hope I can both attend.

I had a bit of a scare friday morning. Thursday I was out with friends, had a couple of drinks, and although myself and others feel it's connected, telling the situation with my doctor on the phone she said it was purely health related..but I fainted twice. It was a horrendously uncomfortable and horrible feeling. I hope it doesn't happen again, but my parents are pressing me to get a checkup, which is smart, seeing as it might be connected to be abnormal heart palpitation spells and crazy fast heart beat (103 compared to my mom's 65). Thus it might happen again =/. I fainted the first time ON the stairs and thankfully Anthony caught me and held me up so I wouldn't fall down them. I woke up with my head facing towards the bottom and my legs somewhere near the top, I was so disoriented and felt sick that I wanted to be near a toilet. After the stairs the bathroom is just 4 steps away and yet I fainted yet again. I hit my head the metal part of the shower rolling-glass, slammed my hip into the side and fell halfway into the tub. I had a nasty cut which surprisingly didn't bleed as much as it should have. Poor A was so freaked he was shouting all sorts of obscenities and running around looking for bandaids and put me straightaway to bed. Overall it was a sg=hocking experience. I could've done without it, but secretly I think it brought us even closer together.

Anyways off to go take that walk