I was in a super good mood all day and kept texting Kesh and telling her things like how I felt like I was invincible and silly things like that.  Then the adventures began.
So it started out with getting assigned to my final project group in visual storytelling, which wasn't in itself an adventure but foreshadowed the eventful days of filming/writing/brainstorming ahead.  A few classes later I'm headed to babysit, like I do every Monday.  As I'm waiting in the empty house for the kids to come home, I notice a weird smell, almost like a wet blanket was hidden somewhere in the room.  And I'm watching Ellen on youtube and thinking about how weird it smells and the child comes home about fifteen minutes later, at which point I suddenly have a horrible headache.  And then it clicks.
I run over to the stove and notice the front burner is on full blast without the flame, and start to realize the danger.  So I run around the house opening windows and doors and telling the child (who likes to light candles) that if he lights a match we all die.  The scene ends with the child and I sitting on the lawn out front, waiting for the older kids to get home.
It's all good now and I've called the mother and checked all the pets, so crisis averted.
Also, I'm feeling pretty thankful that I turned off the burner before I passed out and died.
And then I go and drop off the middle child at gymnastics, return home, and the youngest informs me that he sent a hockey puck through a window in the house, shattering it.
So basically never get cocky about how good you are at life, because then you'll get hit with a bunch of crises.
But now I must go because I just heard the youngest scream followed by 'uh-oh...'

Oh, the babies.  They kill me.
I did nursery this morning at my church and it was precious.  Minimal crying, lots of snuggling, and all the kids I was in charge of were potty-trained.  There's one little girl that is literally the most precious child ever.  She's this tiny little girl with giant green eyes and she's just so sweet.  She asked me what my name was, gave me a hug, and then introduced me to every child in the room.  She also told me I was pretty and that she loved me, which was adorable.
And then there was a ten month old boy that I carried around the whole time because every time I put him down he shrieked.  Oh, the cuteness.  It's probably the best way to start off the day.
And now I want a baby.
Alas, I must begin the day and get some work done.  I have a spanish essay due Tuesday and my documentary is do tomorrow, so there is quite a bit of editing and spanish ahead of me.
Happy Sunday :)

Countdowns!
We are nearing our last full week of sophomore year!  I know people say all the time that semesters go so fast in college, but it's really so true.  The end has crept up on us and I am not ready!
Days left of class:
Astronomy: 5
Perspectives on com: 5
Visual Storytelling: 5
Spanish: 3

So weird.  I have a documentary, a short film, an an incredible amount of studying to do in the next two weeks.  Three weeks from today I'll be home.
Also, my sister turns 23 in three days, which is totally crazy to me.
Also also, I'm loving this chilly/nice weather but I'm more than ready for summer weather.  Anywho, it's time for me to finish my documentary and get a move on this studying.
Happy Saturday!

We didn't get the apartment!  I'm really not concerned though because we'll most likely get a room in Fulton and that will be infinitely better than Wilson, and it'll be cheaper than an apartment.  I really don't see a reason in being upset about the apartment because Fulton is great.  So, I'm excited.
Also I feel like freaking crap.
So annoying, I've been on and off with a fever and I'm totally out of it.
And instead of doing my homework for my next class I've been looking at picture of st bernard puppies.

oh, it kills me.

Kesha and I have this plan for when we graduate.  We want to move to some city (New York?  Chicago?) and get a pet-friendly apartment and buy a st bernard to protect us from bad city folk.

And he shall be named Maximus.

But of course this little puppy will be giant in no time.

he's just so big and cute.

I cannot wait.

As for now I'd better get to class before I die.

TGIF.

You know what's annoying?
Bickering.
I have a newfound respect for my mom having to deal with my sister and I bickering for eighteen years.  Because right now I'm listening to the nine year old boy and fifteen year old girl bicker in the other room because the boy is breathing too loud and the girl cannot bear the noise.
It's insane.
Was I ever like this?!  They're going back and forth throwing childish insults and whining and ahhhhh.  It's maddening.
So now they are each in their separate rooms because I cannot take it anymore!
Ugh.  And now I shall watch Haywire and try to stay awake.

Blogger has a new look and it's throwing me off.  That's always really annoying, when websites you frequently use change their layout and you don't know where anything is.  Suddenly I feel like my mother, unable to use a simple website.
Anywho, tis Tuesday night and I have not done anything productive.  Bummer.
But I have some exciting countdowns!
Till we find out about the apartment: 3 days
Till Classes End: 15
Till Finals End: 21
Till I go home: 24
Till work starts: 43
Till I finish work: 103
Till I'm 20 (barf): 104
Till I go to disney: 115ish

Oh, the excitement.  I'm particularly pumped about the apartment situation.  We applied last week (Kesha, Lizard, Tibbs, and I) to live in one of the two apartments on campus next year.  However getting into an apartment is pretty competitive and we have a few things going against us (age, possible disciplinary issues), so we shall see.  If we don't get the apartment, Kesh and Liz are gonna squat their rooms in Fulton and Sarah and I will move to Fulton next year.  Either way, I'm pumped.  Anywhere is better than Wilson.
It'll be exciting.
Also, things with la vida are going quite well so far.  I'm still an outsider among these pre-existing friendships within the co-workers, but most of them are really friendly and I think that once they get used to me we'll all be good friends.  I'm getting really excited about the whole thing!
Anywho, I'm gonna get some sleeeeep.
Goodnight!

I love chapel time.  There aren't any classes between 10:10 and 11:25 so campus can go to chapel, and it's so nice.  Not that I go to chapel, I just love the allotted chill time, even if that's not its intended purpose.  I usually sit in the library and catch up on little things that need to be read and planned and manage my calendar and things due this week.  This time is essential in my Gordon career.  Maybe I can put that in the essay I'll have to write to graduate because I didn't get enough chapel credits.
Anywho, today is really gray and chilly and I'm dying to get some pajamas and curl up with a movie.  Unfortunately I have two more classes and then babysitting.  Fun fact: This is my most favorite kind of day.  Cold and rainy and wet.  I really love it, in a total non-sarcastic way.  Because there are few things better than getting snuggled in fleece pajamas after being cold and wet.
Also I'm trying to figure out what to do for Eli's birthday.  It's today, and he's working all day so I was gonna visit and surprise him with something.  But what?  An embarrassing display of balloons?  A cake?  I'd be all for the balloons except I don't know any nearby party stores or places with balloons.  Also, I have less than an hour to do this, whatever it is.  I get out of class at two and have to be at babysitting at three.  So I guess I'll just go to stop&shop and see what I can find.
Anywho I should probably get back to more productive things.
Happy rain day!