every day goes by like this (no one ever wants to change the way it is)

oh, hey part of the semester that i desperately want a change of pace and change of scenery. you are not cool, i don't like you, you make me not want to do anything productive and i'm so not allowed any more grace period if i plan on graduating.?!*&(&6

so i'm escorting you out of your week-long stay in my life with a morning of e-mail correspondence, a cup of tazo earl gray and abstaining from mingling with too many people in crossroads.
iwillstayinwiredscholariwillstayinwiredscholariwillstayinwiredscholar
and not thriiive off of peer acknowledgment and approvaaaaal.

so many new week's resolutions for next week.
and just like a good day starts with the night before,
a good week starts with the weekend.
gosh, the library and i are gonna be bffers this weekend whether he likes it or not.
whether i like it or not.

woah, totes forgot today is friday. it IS the weekend. so far, so good, sofarsogood.
self-improvement-attempting until 1. seminar until 2 where i will see people i love and give them hi-fives and listen to my classmates play good music. library until forever/until i fall asleep at the computer because i'm working off of 5 hours of sleep but i NEED to because i have to, in the words of cady heron from mean girls,
"suck the poison out of my life"

that sounds so intense, don't worry. i mean poison in the least intense way possible. i did not fail math tests to steal my pretend friend's boyfriend and then get my teacher searched for drug pushing.

home, laundry, gym, store meeting at 6 where my mantra will be "i.love.my.job." deep breaths.
and then i will more than likely go home and watch prince caspian via redbox. i will not eat cookout this weekend. i am saving up for the few days i get to go to raleigh during spring break. cookout-throwdown. starbucks-throwdown. target-throwdown.

ooo, this is good. keep talking about all the things that are coming in a week, sam.

master-mix-making with oodles of new good music (i'm kind of on a new music overload right now, it's comparable to drinking way too much coffee without having eaten in a while).
listening to master mixes on the open road 421, whom i have missed terribly.
warmer weather for a few days.
sam, don't forget to bring your tax stuff home.
walking the trails around falls lake.
being around my country house.
hugging my sisters and my little nuggets.
playing guitar and piano with jess (i will make this happen even if it means kidnapping jess against her own will and tying her hands to the guitar with guitar strings)
laughing with my fave girls on the planet in their apartment i will inevitably infiltrate.
taking pictures with my mom's camera that i hi-jacked yippeee!

totally suppressing the free spirit hippie wanting to dance and not to anything girl in me for one more week.

i will kick next week's butt.
i will kick today's butt.
i will hug friends. i know i'm not the only one suffering from cabin-fever-sluggishness-hate-this-part-of-the-semester blues.

banana & yogurt time!

(post title attributed to The Family Tree's song The Crowd)

(these pictures brought to you by the beautiful mac desktop computers on the 3rd floor of the library, a hummus plate from wired scholar, and my absolute attention deficit disorder.)