chou-fleur

don't bother me.

so.

new developments in the love life of lindsey. INDEED. don't want to go into all the gory details on the freakin internet, but suffice to say, i was asked to the sigma chi date dinner, and i went, as a date. and i'm fairly certain that there should be more dates following, but i suppose we'll have to wait and see. as they say, though, in vino veritas.

i am SO sick of school. i just want to hang out. i want to go mudding. i want to go camping. i want to dress up. i want to sleep. i want to watch movies. gaaaah. i do NOT want to write my journal entries for english class, and i seriously do NOT want to do my webography (what the heck is that anyways) for eng meth and res, and i REALLY don't want to write my rough draft for eng meth and res. it sucks. generally.

heard snippets from Jane Eyre: the musical the other day in meth and res. it was... stupid. my two favorite lines from the songs: "condemmmmmmmmmed to be a WOOOOOOOMAAAAAAAAANNN!" and "but there was a STOOOORRM in her breaST!" yeah that's right. jamming to jane.

i had advising the other day. next semester i'll be taking upper cumberland folklore, french linguistics, some creative writing class, chaucer, and american lit, part II. it's going to be challenging. i'll probably graduate in 3.5 years. double majoring in french may not even be an option for me. we'll see.

haha- homecoming parades are AWESOME fun. when watched with a huge group of guys who have been drinking for 12 hours straight. bloodymary/mimosa/screwdriver breakfast! heck yeah.

and getting hit on by old fraternity alumi is also great fun. i was dubbed "favorite redhead" and "prettiest redhead at tech" and also "probably the most f-ing gorgeous girl at tech, you idiot" they were 31, and reliving their youth. i laughed, and then i left to talk to freshmen boys.

i'm in a good mood, except this dang homework. bleeeeeehhhhhhh.

love
lindsey.