PA or Bust!

Admitted Student Day for Etown is on Saturday. Plane tickets cost $550. Etown couldn't pay for the airfare. I got desperate and offered to pay for half. Etown accepted and is paying $275. Which means...

I'M GOING TO ETOWN THIS WEEKEND!

WHOOT!

So, I'm leaving at 8 AM on Thursday morning and arriving there (amidst fore casted SNOWSTORMS) at about 6 PM. I'll do stuff on Friday, then on Saturday I've got the student day and the scholarship award ceremony ($10,000, baby!) around lunch. Which will be awesome. Then I've got all of Sunday and Monday to chill on campus (maybe see my grandparents and/or aunt Julie), and I'm leaving Tuesday afternoon. I love time differences. I'm leaving Harrisburg at 5 PM and landing San Diego at 10:30 PM. Haha. Amazing. It's still 8 1/2 hours, but it's just amazing that it only LOOKS like 5 hours. I'm so easily amused.

So, yeah, I'm running on an hour and a half of sleep. Awesome. I went to bed late because of government stuff (24 pages of reading notes to do, PLUS directed questions. Ugh.), but I couldn't sleep. I listened to The Rocket Summer for, like, an hour and still didn't fall asleep, so I got up and decided to write ('cause that's usually the problem when I can't sleep. I just have too much to think about, so I need to write it all down.). I guess I got so wrapped up in writing that I didn't realize that it was 2:30 in the morning, so I was scared shitless when my mom opened my door and told me to go to bed 'cause I would never be able to wake up in the morning. So I went back to bed. And listened to more Rocket Summer. And Mae, Chris Daughtry, Taylor Swift, and Sara Bareilles. And yet, I was still awake at 4. I was starting to give up hope when I put on Spring Awakening. Bam. After three songs, I was out. "Touch Me," "The Word of Your Body," and "The Dark I Know Well". I was out. Then I woke up at 6 and spent the entire day at school feeling like I was on some hardcore drugs. Haha.

I love insomnia, sometimes, though. Like, I'm always the most creative at 3 AM. I feel really profound when I look at what I wrote later on. I know that sounds ridiculous, but it's true. I dunno. It's weird.


Anywho, nothing much to talk about besides Etown and lack of sleep. I mean, aside from ignoring Will's existence all day (which wasn't hard since I rarely see him anymore)...

Yeah.

[Insert really cool/lame ending to this blog here.]