| So it's been a while since I have written on this thing, minus the Thanksgiving, but that doesnt matter. Im sitting here at my computer back in Nashville, happy that my room is looking more like its christmas time. Im not gonna lie, I really wish that finals would go away. Or that I could go into some type of coma and miss finals. Oh well though, they cant be that bad. Its weird that the semester is basically over. A week from Wed. will be my last day of classes here at Lipscomb. Im sort of sad about that, but not enough to care. Im going to miss my friends though, pretty badly actually. But thats okay, they can come visit or whatever. I cant wait to get to Mizzou next year and start studying for the rest of my life. I decided that the ER may not be for me. But that could change, and probably will. I've been thinking of going into surgery and things, but the ER does have the constant adrenaline rush that I like. Too much down time makes me nervous. Either way, im look at 12 hour days six days a week. So after I graduate college, I may not run on sleep ever again. Caffiene only. At this point though I may already just run on Caffiene. The Starbucks that was supposed to be in my school by semester is still not there, and that makes me sad. But the coffee at our cafe is just as good. Lipscomb is just too cheap to pay for a Starbucks. It doesnt make sense, Lipscomb is roughly 28000 a year, yet our buildings are falling apart and all of the things that were supposed to help our school out this semester (like a cafeteria that can hold more than 300 people that doesnt just run out of food), are not here. But our President did tell us that hes adding a nice addition to his house for us....wow thanks Dr. Lowry, now we can drive by your house and look at the addition for us. But we cant go in it. Oh well. I still have mice in my room, I can here them. I think they are multiplying because there are more scratches on the wall and more chewed food. I hope the complaint I put in about a month ago goes through so they can get rid of them. Im starting to name them, and recognize them. Thats sad, when I can recognize a small rodent by its tail size. I will like im Willard, the rat freak. I suppose I could train them. Maybe not though. I have to study instead. I WIN! I win more than you could ever win. In fact, I win so much more that you cant even see the finish line! annd there you go |
