College is a Rollar Coaster...

Definitions all around...

College (n): 1. a really aggravating place, 2. an emotional roller coaster, 3. something invented to throw off your internal clock, 4. a place to meet really cool people, 5. where you learn to play Frogger on Main St., Leslie Campbell Av., and Hwy 421.

(Okay, so maybe the last one only applies to Campbell, but whatever, our blog, our rules...)

First of all, I'm soooo sorry that I haven't blogged since like last week, but this week has been so crazy, I have barely had time to breathe. So, since last Thursday, I have taken a Biology exam, submitted an English paper, taken a Theatre exam, and taken a Chemistry exam. I have also counted trees in the woods across from school for Bio Lab, cleaned my room, done laundry, decorated a martini glass, gone to bible study, hung out, played cards with some strange folks, and gone to Chemistry lab and review. I would also like to mention that I have pretty much spent all of my free time studying. Me and Adam even got kicked out of the Library, not for talking too loud, not for horse-playing, but because they were getting ready to close, TWICE! There is no excuse for this!!!! I DON'T DO LIBRARY!

Anyway, I also forgot to mention that I didn't go home last weekend, and I think that everybody should be really proud of me for that. However, I am going home this weekend! (& I'm so excited!) Last weekend I went to Wilmington to visit Amanda, who goes to UNC-W. We had supper, went to the beach, and went downtown Saturday morning before I came back to Campbell. I had a good time...

I feel like I owe the readers a little more, now that we have readers. Well, I'd just like to say that I'm really glad that we are entertaining enough for people to read our blog... YEAH FOR US!

I would also like to mention that I am totally exhausted, and that I am looking forward to sleeping in on Saturday more than like anything else on the whole entire planet. I now officially understand why college kids like sleep so much, and I will mock them no more; I am one of them.

That's about all I can get out. My contacts are starting to stick. Contacts sticking= nighty-night time.

Have a great weekend!

-Donna Lynn