FINALS.

FINALS ARE COMING
FINALS ARE COMING
RUN FOR YOUR LIVES EVERYBODY
SAVE YOURSELVES

Here's the thing, in high school they lead you to believe that 'dead week' is a period of time leading up to finals during which you don't have class, or at least, no homework. This is very false information. I do have class next week. And I will have homework assigned. And that makes me very sad.

I rearranged my room a few days ago and now it's like 18 times bigger. IT'S AMAZING WHAT MOVING YOUR DESK CAN DO.

Gosh, I have nothing exciting to tell you guys.

OH! I know exactly what I'm getting for Christmas. Because I picked it out specifically and did my online research and then I texted my mom and I know that is exactly what I'm getting. And I also know that the brothers are getting me accessories for it. I'm torn. Do I tell you what it is? I mean, I'm the only person that the secret would need to be kept from and I've known for weeks. So here it is. (Sorry mom. I gave the away the secret that it doesn't matter if anyone knows.)
I'm getting a kindle paperwhite.
YAY.
I knew that I wanted an e-reader but I wasn't sure what kind and all of my former coworkers are rather fond of their nooks (which are a subsidy of Barnes & Noble) but my dad pointed out that if I chose a nook I would sort of by hitching myself to the weakest link of the e-book train...
So a kindle it is!
I'm very excited to load it up and take it with me to Florida. One of the biggest issues I have is the weight and space capacity of bring multiple books. I have to decide how many I want in my carry-on and when I finish one then it's just sort of dead weight, etc.
BUT WITH MY NEW KINDLE MY WORLD WILL BE TRANSFORMED.
I'm very excited.

Okay this was a pretty boring post. As usual.

Reminder:
FINALS ARE COMING.
RUN AWAY.
HIDE.
CREATE FOOD STORES.
CREATE A BOMB SHELTER UNDERGROUND AND STAY THERE PERMANENTLY.
FINALS.

Over.

Another chapter in the exciting saga of Nicki's college adventures

Cousin Carol and I went out on a midnight ice cream run because our English class was cancelled for tomorrow and she told me that I looked very gangster with my leather jacket and my coach purse. I then pointed out to her that I was also wearing sweatpants, glasses, and slipper boots. I don't think she really understands the meaning of "gangster".

She also learned this year, for the first time, the the rapper Eminem is white.

And she's never seen A Christmas Story or Charlie Brown Christmas.

It's shameful.

Over.

Sleep

So, today I had piano lessons at EIGHT AM today. That sucks. It was super cold. And usually I tell myself that I will get up early enough to practice a little bit before my lesson but usually I just hit the snooze button until I have to run to make it to my lesson. But then today when my alarm went off at 6:30 I made myself a deal. I told myself that if I managed to get up and practice for a half an hour before my lesson, then I could take a nap when I got back from French.

AND IT WORKED.

I got up and practiced.

I WAS SO PROUD OF MYSELF.

IT'S LIKE I'M A SMALL CHILD BUT I'M ALSO THE MOTHER WHO IS VERY PROUD OF HER CHILD.

I have to reward myself for doing things.

I have discovered that the ultimate motivator is sleep.

If it were possible to get naps for Christmas, that's all I would ask for.

Instead I have to bribe myself with them in order to get things done.

I've always been a good sleeper. As a baby basically all I did was sleep. My aunt was very jealous because cousin Carol [who is the same age as me] never slept and was constantly bouncing around with energy. My mom could just leave me in my carrier for hours at a time.

Congratulations me, you are four years old again.

AREN'T YOU PROUD MOMMY?

Over.

Lame. I am lame.

So...Um...I haven't posted in awhile...
I actually promised Celeste to her face that I would update like three days ago.
My deepest apologies.

Well...I survived Thanksgiving.
And now I'm back at my dorm room.
I actually spend the better part of today in a coffee shop in Dundee and then I went to a bookstore on Pacific street. It was lovely. I was all by myself and I wrote letters and read books and I really liked it.
I also found a Christmas gift for my grandpa and he is IMPOSSIBLE to buy for so I really consider this day a success!

Okay. I'm a super boring person today.
I apologize for that.
I hope for your sakes that something interesting happens to me soon.


Over.

fear.

So, um, uh, I don't know what to tell you. I guess. I think.

Thanksgiving is coming up.
That means that I will be spending several uninterrupted days with my brothers...

............yay.

I'll be sure to update you on the events that transpire.

If I survive.

Because it's possible that I won't.


Over.

Social?

This weekend was a big weekend for me.

As some of you may know, I have an extreme social anxiety that has resulted in my refusal to attend most social events and a tendency to lock myself in my room for days at a time.

BUT THIS WEEKEND THAT ALL CHANGED.

(Temporarily of course. I plan on going back to my hermit ways by Monday.)

So, on Friday night I went to the UNO Mavericks hockey game. We won! We beat the Michigan Wolverines who are number two in the country! But then we played them again on Saturday and lost, but only by one point and nevermind that anyway. After the hockey game we went to Applebees and were there till one a.m. (I didn't even know Applebees was open that late.) Then on Saturday I went to a soccer game, then ice skating, then the second hockey game. (Incidentally I was the only person in our ice skating group not to fall down AT ALL. I AM SO AWESOME. Years of rollerblading as a child has finally paid off.) After the hockey game we came back to the dorm and watched High School Musical 2. I've always thought that was the worst one, but that was what cousin Carol put in. And I'm am proud to say that I still know EVERY WORD TO EVERY SINGLE SONG. I'VE STILL GOT IT. The boys seemed very impressed that cousin Carol and I had the soundtrack. But anyway, my main point is that I was out in the world socializing with real people for TWELVE STRAIGHT HOURS. THAT IS INSANE FOR ME. Normally I would have at least needed a book break or something BUT I DID IT. This is either a turning point in my social aptitude or I am going to spend the next week refusing to be around anyone for more than twenty minutes because I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF PEOPLE.

I guess we'll just have to find out.

Also, my Green Bay Packers are crashing and burning and my soul hurts.

Over.

Sleep...

I have decided that I like sleep more than food. I would happily give up eating in order to sleep all the time. I love sleeping so, so much.