Ugg v. Ugh

I tried to reread the entire play this weekend in Spanish. What I should have done was make flashcards of all the vocabulary words and just skimmed like you do in middle school. But enough about me doing crappy on another Spanish test- the weekend was good and I got a package from home today. P.S. AWESOME! I'll be looking for it, shortauntiej. I finally scheduled a time to meet with my advisor about next semester's classes. I don't think she'll let me take Coaching Methods, Outdoor Leadership, or Ribbon Dancing like I want to but I'm going to fight as hard as I can for them.

The Rep Yo Coast Party turned out so well, I think we're going to have another one in a few weeks. We spilled a full beverage cup on an office chair and the floor lamp tilts now so I'm going to insist on holding the next bash in a lounge with not-nice things in a building that I don't live in so I don't have to clean up after everyone the next morning. Saturday afternoon, Ryan, Molly, Christena, and I went to this really cool Negro Spiritual Concert starring a classically trained Negro Spiritual vocalist who works in Burling Library. Ryan and I are writing papers on the concert for extra credit. Technically we only stayed for half; 0ur thought was that the second half was probably very similar to the first (which we were late for.) Ryan wanted to "shake his booty" at Harris Saturday night so we made an appearance but for the most part, the evening was pretty tame. Multi Culti Manor hosted the dance- they played really good music and before the girls in Ugg boots showed up with their boyfriends, everyone danced.

Ryan and I came back to Loose, ordered a pizza, and watched Angels in America until 2. It's a six part show so we'll watch the rest of it this week. All I did Sunday was study and shower. I also watched the Amazing Race in the first floor lounge. It smelled a lot less like beer and throw up last night than it did yesterday morning.

UGH. I'm so tireddddddddd. I may have to write another blog tonight to make up for the crappiness of this one. I've tried to refrain from commenting on the quality of my blog in a blog but I think the sentiment "UGH" accurately describes what it's like to go to college so I think I'll keep it in. "UGH" is also the sound I make when I haul my laundry up and down three flights of stairs. But alas, I'm out of underwear.