Yesterday was pretty awesome. :) After Sam got home from work, we took the light rail to Chase Field to watch the Diamondbacks take on the Marlins. Surprisingly enough, the D'backs kicked some serious ass. We ended the game with a grand total of ten runs - the Marlins walked away with four. It's been way too long since me and Sam went to the Field together. We saw some pretty epic plays. Now I remember why I'm a baseball fan.
The trip back to the park-and-ride was pretty... eventful. I attracted the attention of three dudes from New England and we spent the majority of the ride back talking. Unfortunately, they were drunk and their standards for conversation were fairly low - and conversation wasn't really what they were after, anyway. They spent most of the ride making passes at me, looking for excuses to brush up against me, and commenting on how quiet Samantha was in comparison. She had tuned out of it for the most part (lucky her) and despite looking adorable, her eyes spelled "death." So naturally, they gravitated toward me.
I don't know how I feel about that.
I guess, for the most part, I had my ego stroked. Yeah... It was alright.
The rough draft of my final project in HUM130 is due today. I'm not sure if I'm gonna be able to meet the deadline. It's a lot of work and I think I need more time. It won't be the end of the world if I turn it in a day late (I'll only lose three points), but I hope it doesn't come to that. I hate turning assignments in late; I always look at the little orange mark in the assignments section of the forums and feel guilty. :( My XCOM/225 assignment is less demanding, so that shouldn't be a problem (although though my religions participation requirement is giving me a headache).
Ah, college life. It's officially settling in. I have an on-and-off migraine, endless stress, and lots more work ahead of me. I have to finish the FAFSA for UoP, fill out applications for the other colleges I'm looking at, and calculate figures for what I need from private student loans so my Uncle Robert can lend me his credit.
I'm still surprised about that last bit. With Robert. When I considered asking him to co-sign a private student loan with me so I could cover my living expenses, I expected a big, fat no. Instead, he seemed very enthusiastic about me furthering my education, and he sounded like he was excited that he could help me out. That was more than I had allowed myself to hope for. He said that we can discuss it more once I figure out how much I need and where I want to get it from. So, despite all the stress of the inevitable nightmare that is college living, I'm feeling a lot better knowing that he's on board; I even slept better after he agreed to this. There's still a lot to figure out - I'm not gonna rely on student loans to pay my way forever, after all - but with that hurdle out of the way, I think I can manage the rest of them just fine. :) Yay, optimism.
This year has rapidly evolved into the most interesting year ever. This is my last year as a teenager, my last year at home with Mom and the dogs, my last year in the same state as my best friend. And it's turning out to be a fucking great year. We're livin' it up like rockstars - and that's the way it should be.
I'm just really happy these days. It's great.
Oh, man. Sleaze rock. Can't get enough. I don't know why, or when the obsession started, but there's nothing I love more than absolutely sleazy rock'n'roll.
I know a place where there's always a show. The dollar decides how far you can go...
Listening to: Porn Star Dancing - My Darkest Days
