Blue...

I feel blue. Yes, folks, I have officially failed the first class of my college career. My life as I have known it thus far is over. I'm resigned to the fact, but I must admit that I'm in shock. But like I told my friend Rachel...it was either trying and failing the class (while losing the entirety of my sanity), or not trying and failing the class. I took the cowardly and less stressful way out. And struck my roommates dumb when they heard. And Kenny and Isaac. I've never seen them so speechless in my life. Of course, I haven't known them long, but I've known them long enough to know that they always have something to say. And they had big eyes, and wide mouths, and no sound coming out of them. If it hadn't been such a tragic moment, I would've laughed.

And it was Bagel Wednesday too. Usually such a joyous time. And it was joyous. For as long as the Asiago Cheese Bagel with the Sun-Dried Tomato and Basil Cream Cheese schmear lasted. And then I took the last bite and the joy was gone.

I can't believe myself. I need some ice-cream. And some root beer. Good thing I have both. *Sigh*

P.S. I'm going on a road-trip to Missouri to hit up some of the Church Historical sites. I'm kind of excited to get away. Anywhere away from here sounds wonderful to me.

P.S.2 Einstein Bagels has T-shirts that say "I'm Dreaming of a Schmeared Christmas." Hahahaha!

P.S.3 I got nine dollars for my Anthology of Medieval Literature. After the nightmare I went through this semester, that nine dollars is a beautiful, beautiful thing.