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Jenn is gone Jenn is gone Jenn is gone... Until Sunday afternoonish. Or possibly Monday, depending on how bad she feels. I got to sleep reeeeaaaall good last night. No one playing music, or watching movies, or anyone to wake me up with their stupid alarms. I set the fans so they were all pointing right at me, and I got to sleep the way I used to at home - just in underware. Night shirts always cling to the comforter, as well as shorts/pants, and restraints movement... Really doesn't work for a person who likes to toss and turn. Now, I got to sit here in SILENCE, because that's what I want. Damn... This makes being an RA very tempting.
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I got really pissy with Vince last night. I've been asking and asking him to come and see me, but he keeps responding "I would get in a lot of trouble for that." Such fucking bullshit. I don't suppose it's wroth trying anymore. Screw it. It seems very much like he himself doesn't want to visit me, which is just fine. Not like I can make him, because I have tried. Tried joking about it to make it funny, tried being serious and convincing, and last night I just got mad. Not worth the worry if nothing will come of it.
Jenn's attention ego has swelled incredibly since she's been sick. Sick since Monday. On Wednesday, me and Serita went to the RA because she had a really bad stomach ache, and he called a girl over, who called the RU EMS just to ask a question, but they ended up sending an ambulance with cops and all sorts of stupid shit. They all praised me for notifying them, but Jenn never said thank you. But the RA that I contact about Jenn, Alex from the second floor, was standing in my room when he noticed that I had Mario Kart in my N64. He said he was great at that game, and we were talking, and we said we could possibly play over the weekend and he thinks he'll kick my ass (haha). Anyway. I made Jenn soup yesterday afternoon, but she didn't finish it... Barley touched it, actually. I think it's still sitting on her desk, too. But I made a friend in the kitchen, whose name was Monique, and I got to talk about the ambulance since it was my roommate. This morning, Jenn had a doctor's appointment, and she was so tired, and I offered to walk her down there. No, she didn't want to do that. She asked me to wheel her down there in the wheel chair that she got from the doctor's yesterday. And I did. Up hills, no less. I stayed with her until they called her name. Then I left, saying that when she was ready to leave to call me. I got the call about 20 minutes later, and I walked all the way back up there and wheeled her back. Actually, we stopped by the bookstore, which I wheeled her around in, and she got some throat things and some water. Even though we had the same water at the room she got more there because they were bigger bottles... and she made me put one back because she wanted one that wasn't dented, and when I took it from her I instinctively put my thumb beside the dent and pushed and the dent instantly went away. I got her another one, anyway. Then, when we came back, she thought it would be a good idea to do her laundry. She asked me to help, and I did. She went to Wal-Mart with Mike from across the hall, and during that time I went back downstairs and put Jenn's clothes in the dryer. Never once was there a "thank you".
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You know... I don't know who's been coming to THIS blog from a RADFORD.EDU connected computer... But I know you're there, I can see you in my stats. You worry me... You worry me allot. It makes me very uneasy to know you're reading this. Reading THIS. I know when you come here, too; the times are there. I could possibly determine who you are just by the hours you keep. Hell, you could be one of my suitemates. You better be one of my suitemates. Otherwise... I will find out... I'm not sure what is worse, knowing or not knowing who you are... Tis some creepy, creepy shit.
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EEEEE... I'm so fucking happy. I got everything running again, somehow. I had to use two tries with getting windows to install properly, as well as all the other crap. I'm no where near done with putting everything back... I think I'm the most pissed off about my bookmarks being gone, since I've been creating off the same ones for almost two years and I used them daily. Fuck. Anyway, yeah. I'm simply tickled.
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Grrr... My suitemate's are so nice to be letting me do this. Using their computers, and all. Considering that I hooked up a lot of what they're using, I guess they can trust me with them. Blah... Dave came by after class, and fiddled with my computer... Like he didn't believe me that it was broken. He was at my room last night until about 1 AM. Jenn was there, complaining about how she was so tried, but not really being mad or mean about it. It was like, "haha, take that!" But then again, it probably means that she's got a free card for having people over late. Oh well. I'm too upset over the computer to worry about such issues.
Window's won't boot. It says there's two damaged files, and that it also can't find the win.com file... if anyone, ANYONE knows if that means I need to reformat (and lose all of my files, which are basically my life.. ugghh) please e-mail me and tell me this. I need to be prepared... I don't want to cry over the phone to the warrenty guy (which, of course, my warrenty doesn't kick in until tomorrow or the day after... just yummy).