A life? What's that?!

My life has been reduced to work, class, and study. I feel totally and completely swamped right now and dadgumit, I've got to go to a concert in St. Louis this weekend. It'll be fun, Linetta and I have planned this for weeks, but I REALLY don't want to waste time going to concerts three hours away when I could spend that time studying.

It doesn't help that I'm currently upset because Linetta was eating lunch with Tim Baker yesterday, and Tim asked if Stephen and I were going out. And then LINETTA asked if we were really dating. My own roommate! I laughed and told her that if we were, I didn't know it, but I wonder if that's why it feels like he's been avoiding me. So I'm doing the proper girl thing and brooding over it and generally flipping out over it and not coming to any resolutions.

Donn wants me to do a big research project for a scholarship. I don't know that I will; it's a lot of work. But I have until the end of February to submit my paper.

I'm back in ROTC. They didn't have enough people so they opened it up for anyone who wanted to do it, although normally you have to be enrolled in a military science class. I'm glad I'm doing it again; it was a lot of fun going to lab on Wednesday, and I got to be a squad leader. I was even taking point for part of the exercise, although I neglected to notice a trip wire (but Goodgion said that everyone did that, so I don't feel so bad). I also managed to trip over my own feet during one exercise where you were supposed to roll, pop up from the ground, run a few feet, and drop again. I rolled, tried to pop up, stumbled around, and slammed down onto my right knee. I have a fairly respectable bruise there now.

I was voted vice president of DTA. This really made me mad, I wanted to be president, but Lindsay Price got it, and since no one wanted to be vice president, Cambre suggested that I be vice president. Then Lindsay turned around and started trying to convince Cambre to run for vice president. She was kind of obvious about the fact that she didn't want me to be the vice president. Gah...I HATE the aggies.

Too tired to care anymore...