Crunch Time

I'm so tired. I have an 5 page paper and 8 page paper due Thursday. So far i have 2 pages (okay lets me honest 1 1/2 pages) done on the 5 page paper, and the title for my eight page paper. I'm on roll....yeah....right...

Thanksgiving was awkward. The night i came home my brother decided to bring his new girlfriend over (when my mom wasn't home) and let's say i heard some things no sister should ever hear. EVER.

I told my mom the next day, who promised she wouldn't say anything until after Thanksgiving (for my sake) so she spent the whole weekend giving him the evil glare and i spent the whole week avoiding his eyes. GROSS.

The actually Turkey day went well. My mom made a lot of food, i over ate, and my brother wasn't a complete ass.

I called Marie so we could hang out on Friday, and so the label of "World's Worst Friend" would be taken away from me. I actually had a good time. Though she did talk about school, her friends, this new dude who she swears she doesn't like yadda yadda yadda. I listened, nodded my head, and i think inserted some sentences. We bought shoes, played Guitar Hero (we suck at it) and saw August Rush (her pick not mine). Though Jonathan Rhys Meyers is incredibly hot, the movie was a little sappy. It was sweeter than candy. A bunch of senior citizens and teenage girls ,who whistled every time he came on screen, were there. Marie and I sat for 90 minutes rolling our eyes and tapping out feet (the music was pretty good)

Came back to school on Sunday, slept, ate, slept, ate, slept ate. When my mom got back home she told my brother that by March he has to move, she used her serious voice and everything. I usually would say she was bullshitting but she seemed pretty serious. I guess having sex in house was crossing the line.

I of course felt a little bad. I hate feeling like a tattletale but i had no other choice. I had to cover my ears with two pillows just to drown the noise out, and i am still traumatized. Yuck.

Overall a pretty good time home. But i am back at school and it's crunch time.

2 more weeks of classes. 3 recommendations for Grad school in the bag. Not so worried anymore about frivolous things. A couple of exams thrown my way. And a new pair of Ugs to warm my feet. I'm prepared for the next two weeks and feeling pretty good about it.