"I feel happy! I feel happy!"

That's right. I'm feeling happy. You want more details? Talk to me about it! I feel so happy...

So last week I took my finals.
Music: Optional, since my teacher missed the last day of school and very few got his study guide afterwards. If I took it, I would be able to drop my lowest test score. I got great grades on the last two tests, so even if this one went bad (which I'm sure it didn't) I'd be able to drop it anyway.
Theater: Thanks to a nice study group and good time put into studying for this, I conquered this one! It's the only one that I know the grade for: 94/100! Go me! I think that means an A in the class. Go me!! And because of this study group I have many more interesting and wonderful friends! Go me!!!
Math: Ugh. That's all I've got to say. Stupid math. I hope it's on a curve, like most math classes are...
Philosophy: Proofs. Therefore, I kicked butt! The Queen of Proofs reigns again! In the end, I loved that class. So nice to know you can really do something...

I came home. Oh boy. What a story. I was to give my friend, Adria (a floormate) a ride to Seattle, where she would meet her sister and later get a ride back home over on the East side of Washington. It took my mom a while to get here, and I, of course, have a million things to bring home. Thank goodness Adria was there! Nice to have a little slave labor--er, I mean, extra help once in a while. ;)
So they're doing construction on the freeway... slows us down a bit. Then we hit Seattle rush hour. Those of you in the area know what that's like. Ew. So once again, we were slowed down. My mom had to go get something from a vet in Seattle to help my rabbit at home, and coming away from the place we suddenly get lost. After several phone calls to my mom's friend (A Seattle savvy person, thank god), we finally get the poor girl to her destination. I sure hope the rest of her weekend was better!
Then coming out of Seattle... mom and I got lost. Not fun. I wanted to get the hell out of the car, she wanted to know where the hell we were... we tried calling home for my dad to help, but he was always out when we did. Oy vey. At one point my brother, Graham, picked up; I was trying to remain calm, my mom was already getting slighty hysterical. Mom always likes to give me directions when I'm talking on the phone, something I find exheedingly irritating because I cannot multitask THAT well... we both ended up shouting hysterically--my mom with directions at me, me into the phone at my brother. He couldn't help but laugh, and I don't blame him--it did sound funny! EVENTUALLY, we get the hell out of that damn city and get home. Thank God.

So I hang out at home for a while. So far the only one I've really kept in touch with from college is Alan. He and I talk for a while during the day, sometimes I'll go downstairs and watch some TV with my brother...

Sunday I attended my first concert with my family. Usually it's the case that I get dragged to those things. I don't mind the music, but being trapped in the car with my siblings... oy vey. This trip was actually pretty standable. We got to ride a ferry to Bremerton, and we got to look at the beautiful coastlines of the islands on the way... pretty forests, houses that I'd never be able to live in... and even some seals! So cute! What can I say, marine life fascinates me... everytime I go out to the Puget sound, I half hope that I will see orcas out there...
It's my dream to see wild orcas one day. It's even more of a dream to be able to touch an orca. I'd certainly be dreaming if I could swim with one... Ah, dreams. The aurora borealis is another dream I have. I'd like to see just one before I die, even better would be to see one of those spectacular celestial events that make it into photographs alot--you know, the ones with 4 or 5 different colors... ah, beauty.
Look at that! A complete train of thought derailment! Let's put her back on the tracks...
The concert was okay; it turned out that they switched the program around without telling my dad, so the people we came to see perform had switched places with a choir concert. They were okay; there were some high school groups that were pretty damn good, actually. So then we headed back, and we got to return to Seattle at night... any city looks beautiful at night, as... oh crap, SOMEONE in my family pointed out. (Fuzzy memories)
We went out for dinner, and heard about power outtages along the way. We saw a couple of dark areas too. When we got home... dark. "YAY! THE POWER'S OUT!!" said my three younger siblings. "Crap, the powers out!" Said Graham and I. Graham had to do some research for a debate the next day (homework reasons) and I wanted to get on AIM to talk to some far away people (social reasons). So I was plunged into complete darkness and complete boredom. My family started to go to bed at nine, and around that time (I turned my cell on, I think out of desperation) I got a phone call from Alan! YAY!!! We did our usual lengthy talks about who knows what, and that continued till... after 11, I'm pretty sure. The only reason it stopped as a matter of fact, was because my cell phone died. Oh well, it was a hell of a conversaton, as he said to me later.
Hm, so that was sunday... it's now Tuesday. 3 weeks... on one hand, it doesn't seem too long, but on the other, it seems like FOR-E-VER...

Mabye I'll do one of those "late night entries," like what used to happen in the summer time. You know, the ones with weird topics, strangely philosophical points, or just utter bizarreness...
So for now, updates on my life. If it bores you so much, then you can just blow it out your ear, cwapface!