So......I have no coffee. Yeah.....I'm not going to make it through class.

"Commander, set a new course. There's coffee in that nebula."

--Katherine Janeway

So, anyways....Valentine's Day is coming up (okay, not really...but that's what I get for working in a party store--a skewed version of the calender) and that means cute stuffed animals, Sweethearts, and......not much else this year. No, but seriously, I used to freak out over Valentine's Day, but this year I'm just really fed up with the holiday. And it's not because I work at a party store....every other holiday I liked I know LOVE. My mother says it's because I'm single....but that can't be true because I was single last year and I still went crazy. I don't know what this is......

So Valentine's will be relatively unremarkable this year. I'm going to give out those handmade Valentine's that I made last year. Now I just have to figure out what I did with that pattern......it was a pain to mock up. But if you live far away you will have to settle for a factory-manufactured one, as I'm not sure how well they'll hold up in the mail. If I don't have your address and you want one (it doesn't matter where you live!!! I'm willing to pay extra as long as you actually want one!) just e-mail it to me. lyricalfayethechibi AT gmail DOT com if you don't know. The lucky few getting the handmade Valentine's (provided I find the pattern in time) will be: Sarah, Trey, Mommy, Travis, and my cats. Such a changed repertoire from last year.

And now I'm going to finish this up real fast while I'm on break in my computer class. HERE is my FINAL schedule for the semester:

Monday/Wednesday
10:45 - 12:05: Concert Choir
1:00 - 2:20: Art History I

Tuesday/Thursday
8:05 - 10:20: Calculus I
10:30 - 11:45: Pop Choir
12:30 - 3:20: Planetary Astronomy

Friday
8:05 - 12:55: Intro to Computers

I did not take this picture. I did not take this picture. I did not take this picture.

Now that that's over with....

Gawd, I miss high school. Not in a "oh-man-I-wanna-go-back" kind of way, but in a "aw-I-really-miss-it-but-never-want-to-go-back" kind of way. Pizazz was fun. Even though I was only in choir for a year, it was so amazing. The people were spectacular (for the most part). I miss my Chorale girls...

College is sow weird. Like, I'm really happy where I am, and even though I was miserable all throughout high school, I really miss that misery. I'm not used to being so....comfortable. But I think mostly I just miss the social part of it. And yes, that was what I hated about it...but it was one of those love/hate kind of things.

Ah, fond memories. Walking to Sonic in the summertime, hide 'n seek on Beth and Rob's street (and, once upon a time, Charles'!), cramming nine people into Travis' truck to drive places, passing notes in math class, the lunch room......I miss these things. I guess I just hadn't realized how much. And yes, there were times when I wanted to throttle every single last person in sight, and they happened quite often, but I wouldn't mind having those sentiments back if only it meant recapturing the good times like homecoming and prom and eating out and English. Gawd...I miss GT English so much right now.

And it's so strange, being in all of these classes and not really knowing anyone. I have acquaintances, but not buddies and chums like I used to. It feels strange having Calculus without Sean and Dr. Furuyama. It feels surreal to suddenly be one of the people who knows what she's doing in choir. It feels weird not hanging out in Soden's room and just being able to joke around with my teachers. I still can, but not like we used to. It feels completely bogus and lame-making that my teachers are suddenly treating me like I'm a child. Being in the advanced classes in high school really had its perks, but now I'm just lumped up with everyone else and it feels....strange. I'm not used to thinking on that level.

I guess I just never realized how much I would miss high school, as lame as that is. I was so focused on how disappointing the events and people were (especially senior year) that it kind of slipped by. And I really don't think it helped that the summer after we graduated was nothing like I thought it would be (you know what I'm talking about Beth). I was never that big in the social part of it all, but I miss what little of it I had.



Bah. That's my little melancholy-making rant for the week. Everybody go read Peeps by Scott Westerfeld now. It is AMAZING.