2004-01-13 - 1:31 p.m.

Where is Jacob? I'm back at school, and the little bastard said he'd come up here and visit my sorry ass, and alas, he is nowhere to be found. JACOB! Come back!

It's true, I'm back at school. And I have the internet, two days after I was supposed to, but still better than the two months we were without. I'm pretty much all settled here in South. It gets just about silent (so far) at 10, which is a total plus. And my hallmates are nice and polite. Even not during quiet hours, they're still pretty tame. I guess what I'm trying to say is that it's refreshing to know that just the freshmen are stupid asses, and not necessarily everyone on campus.

Though, don't get me wrong, there are many people here that have managed to make me re-apply for Aurora, and as soon as I get five dollars, am getting my transcripts sent off. Let's start off with the bookstore. Currently, two days into classes, I'm officially just one book short. Now, let's think back, shall we? Last semester, I received almost all my books in one quick trip to the campus bookstore, courtesy of B&N. The only book that they didn't have was my music book, which I received less than a week later, and still probably almost a month before classes started. Fastforward to now. I made a trip to the bookstore on Tuesday, the week before classes started. I left the bookstore with one book, and an asshole telling me that there would be more books closer to when classes started. I'll take you to Thursday, where I had to come to campus anyway to talk to Mushtaq and go to dinner with Brother James because it was the beginning of the mock trial retreat. So I stopped into the local bookstore on campus and was not surprised to find that none of the books I was looking for were in yet. I'll take you then to Sunday, the official move in day before classes were to start yesterday. As a side note, let me remind you that I have all of my classes on Monday. I walk into the bookstore and find, yet again, none of my other books were in yet. Wouldn't 16 hours before my first class be considered close enough to when classes started to have my books? Apparently not. So, I went to my first two classes, one with a book, the second without. Then I went to the bookstore and found my economics book for the low low new price of 100$. I will be asking someone who took the class last semester for their book to use so I can return that thing. Then, I go in today, mind you, I'm so sick and tired that I can barely walk, and I have to walk to itso anyway to get a trouble-shooting guide (don't worry, they're next), so I stop in at the bookstore, and lo! My drug book is in. Of course, they're all new books, so I dropped 80$ on another new text. I still have one more text book to buy, but I am going to have my mother buy it online with Ron's credit card so I don't have to pay for another new book. It should ring in to the tune of 70$. Then, as I am checking out today, the same guy, grr, wasn't clear if both the nodding of my head and the voice of death I had used had said yes when asking if I wanted a bag. Don't sass me. I'm sick, I have phlegm, and I hate you.

And now for itso. Yes, I got here just as soon as I could on Sunday so I would have time to set up my new computer and get both of my computers down to the nursing lab so they could be scanned. According to their lies they had emailed, they said that they would be connected by 7pm that night. So last night, as I was listening to other people use their instant messaging and hearing that they had just gotten to campus that day, I called my mom and told her that I was going to bed, and that when I woke up, I expected for there to be internet, or else I would have a hissy fit, so I gave her the number to deal with them. So she calls me this morning to tell me that they didn't want to talk to her, they wanted to talk to me. So I end up calling them, and they can't figure out what's wrong with it, so they have me hook up my new computer, and it's connected to the internet. So I have to make a trip across campus to the itso department (read: basement) and get a trouble-shooting guide so I can install a LAN and hopefully it cancels out the WAN. So I get that all taken care of, and I'm sitting here in front of my computer, and I keep fucking around with their guide, and nothing's working. So I get creative and fuck around on my own, and lo! My AIM logs on. IT'S ALIVE! So, thanks for nothing you bastards in the basement of the LRC. Making me walk in the cold for something I did on my own.

Now, let's see. There's something I'd like to say. We all know I have phone issues, and pretty much refuse to call anyone, because that's simply one of the things you all will come to hate about me. So when I'm calling you and leaving you messages, if you don't want to talk to me, even if it's ever again, just call me back, say, hey, you stupid loser, quit calling me before I have to change my number you scary psycho bitch.

Thank you.

Thinking - "I'll be damned if I didn't blow a chipmunk out of my nose yesterday morning."

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