Spring Semester

Kill me please. Put me out of my misery. This semester is going to be hell. I have six classes. Latin 2, Psychology, Expository Writing, Volleyball, Introduction to Business, and Introduction to Sociology. I don't really care about how many classes I have, basically because I chose to take them. But Patrick isn't going to be here. That just makes everything worse. I won't have anyone to call and complain to about my day, or my work, or my classes. I am dreading it. It'll be alright though. I'm just really complaining about everything today because I had to wake up so early. I was running late, I almost hit a parked car, and I almost locked my keys in my car. Good job Ciera, you're real bright today.

I like Patrick's friend, Dan. Simply because he is awesome. Patrick called me and woke me up at like 7:10 this morning and gave me this lecture about how I should be motivated. I should wake up early, get ready, have breakfast made for the family, and be ready to go way before it is time to leave. His friend got the phone and told me that I should be lazy, procrastinate, throw on sweat pants and a t-shirt and my Uggs with ankle socks. He is freakin' awesome, and apparently knows me all too well. Haha. Because that is exactly what I was doing. I woke up and I already had on sweats and a t-shirt, and my boots were right outside my door. So now, we are Bff's.

I should be doing my latin right now, but like last semester, I'm going to procrastinate and wait until the last minute like I do with everything. There are so many people in here! I need to go to English soon though, thank God.