-My clock radio
-My sheets
-Internet Explorer
-Walgreens
-The current job market
-Cramps
-Lack of food in my fridge
-The junk on my floor
-Walgreens
-Cramps

2 things I love right now
-My engagement ring
-Mozilla Firefox

How worried should I be about this Conficker virus that supposed to explode tomorrow?
Should I be more worried if I access my credit card online?

Holy shit I graduate in like 17 days.

So apparently LJ when I'm procrastinating, crabby, or have some major life changes.

Right now...all 3 to an extent.
I have my senior seminar paper due on Thursday but I'm telling myself it's due tomorrow so that Wednesday won't be so bad. I'm hoping it works. But since it's 12:30 and I've written like 3 sentences in the past 5 hours...we'll see. I'm almost all the way through a Rockstar so I'm getting jittery and my typing is horrible. So that should help the whole typing a paper thing. Also got the cold sweats going on. Hopefully it's all worth it.
Past couple weeks have been really quite weird. Filled with lots of tears, stress, worry, but general awesomeness from a special someone.
Graduating in 1 month and 9 days. Not quite sure what will happen after that. I'm more excited about the end of homework and having a party more than I am about being in the real world. But I guess that's normal.
Also need to be making a Dr's appointment soon. I've had the eye doctor and dentist the past couple of months. It's amazing how not having insurance as of June 1st puts you into high gear.

AWESOME!!

Raisin Bran:
Pantry, Fridge, or glass canister? I never got the refridgerate argument beause I've never refridgerated raisins in the first place.

What a fuckin sucky week.

So the past 5 months have been so crazy that I feel like I'm living someone else's life. I know that sounds cliche, but things are so...not like they've ever been before. I have niece who's adorable and who I regret not being able to see as much as I do, along with her brother. The rest of the family is doing quite well. Ryan will be 5 tomorrow *tear* and he'll be going to kindergarten this fall which is about the craziest thing ever. Ryan and I have always had something that I can't really explain. He was born at a time where I didn't feel like I had anybody and he was a needy newborn so him and I have always been close. I don't think he'll ever know or understand how much he has helped me. When he was born he was basically my reason for staying alive. And for him to being going to kindergarten in the fall is absolutely crazy. Anna turned 2 not long ago and she's definitely got the terrible 2's thing down. She's adorable though and more than anything she thinks Andy is awesome.
This last February my two RF besties and I signed a lease for an apartment. We're moving in on Sept. 1. I couldn't be more excited about this. Lately especially, the dorms have been awful. There really isn't one thing we do that we don't get yelled at for being too loud. Lumps and I took showers one night and were chatting and apparently the RA said that we were uber loud even though the people across the hall couldn't hear us. I have a real problem with RA's lately. I've always liked mine and she's generally really good at what she does. But lately my friends and I can't make a sound without getting trouble (during quiet hours) and yet her and all of her friends run around the room screaming. Not quite fair, and everyone knows how it is. Different people definitely have different sets of rules. I'm also really going to miss some things though. In the past couple of months I've gotten really close to some girls in the building. And that's going to be really hard not having an endless supply of friends just a few steps away. For sure though we will be seeing eachother often. So next year there will be 3 of us in a 3 bedroom apartment so that we can each have our own rooms and we can get away from the dorms. We'll only be moving about 3 blocks off of campus though so walking/biking to class will be no big deal. The whole thing is really exciting but yet really scary at the same time. All and all I know it will be fine, but it's still going to be scary.
That just leaves me with the summer. Friday I learned that I was accepted as an intern with Ramsey County working in an Adult Probation office who handles only domestic abuse offenders. I really couldn't be more happy with this position. When I interviewed with them it just felt really right. I liked all the people that I met and everyone was very willing to let me observe as much as possible. They pretty much offered me it on the spot which was very exciting. They told me that they would be willing help set me up with lots of different things throughout the summer. So hopefully I can be set up with a ride-along, tours of correctional facilities, listening in on court cases, sitting in on probation meetins, weekly staff meetings, and lots of other awesome opportunities. Another reason I'm excited about this is because I turned down an interview with Washington County before I knew for sure that this internship was mine. As risky as it seems there just seemed to be something with Ramsey that I really loved and made me confident that they would offer me the internship.
The one challenge with the whole thing is that it's unpaid. But since it's only 3 days a week I'll be getting a second job that will actually pay. It's all going to be a challenge but I can honestly say I've never been this excited for summer. Another change that may be happening is me moving in with my uncle. He has a basement apartment that's about 10 minutes away from the internship versus the 1 hour from my parents house. Not that it matter or anything but I'd also be a lot closer to Andy.
Oh yeah, Andy n' me are still together. The stresses of this past semester have definitely put our relationship on the rocks a few times but for some reason or fate or whatever we always seem to come out stronger because of it. Getting engaged has come up quite a bit this year so I guess we'll just have to wait and see. Nothing I can really do about it but *force* myself to say yes when it happens. The whole me off campus him in the dorms thing kinda worries me a bit, but I know we'll be ok. We'll both be on the same campus everyday and only about 4 blocks away. Also he's getting a cell phone (hopefully) for his birthday from me, so it'll make things a lot easier. As excited as I am about the summer, not being with him everyday is the one dark hole in my plans. This whole move out thing is really starting to hit me soon. As much as I'm going to miss my friends, he's going to be the one thing that's the hardest. But I'll be doing something I should hopefully really enjoy and I'll hopefully be moving out of mom and dad's and into a more independent place with much better cell phone reception so it should be fine. Yeah...it'll be fine. It has to be. Because we're Andy and Cassie and we're just one of those things that's just meant to be. Never seen anything like him and I (maybe that's a good thing hmm) and there's no doubt in my mind that we'll be fine <3

And on the upside, after July 15 I can just drink my summer away.
Cheers!

I ended up getting about 2.5 hours of sleep. Not feeling too bad surprisingly, just can't do anything remotely close to lying down (sitting is ok) because I know if I do I'll be a snoozin.

I've made the decision to pull an all-nighter. I had what I thought was an almost completed paper until I started reading the requirements for it and talking to other people. It was then that I realized I did what I usually tend to do...talk too much. I wrote too much and because of that it was getting harder and harder to back up my information. By cutting it down it's much easier to support what I'm saying. So now that the paper is on it's way and on a better course I'm thinking about what I'll do with the time in between finishing it and going to my class at 9. I have test this afternoon that hasn't been studied for, so I'll probably do that. I also have a test tomorrow (Tuesday) that I still have reading left to do for. That should keep me busy until my class and hopefully awake.
It's times like these that I really wish I were a coffee drinker. I gave up pop for lent so I can't even rely on a disgusting can of mountain dew to keep me awake. So, I guess I'll just have stay awake all on my own. No caffeine, no candy, no NO-DOZ, just me and a bunch of homework. What a romantic occassion.

Praying always starts with "dear God." Why is this? The fact that someone prays assumes that they're believe in God and when you believe in God the typical belief is that he knows everything you think and everything you do then why is there this need to call God before you prayer. It's not like God will get confused and not know that you're praying. Because he's God. So if you say to your self, "self, I'm going to take some time to pray" then why sas "dear God" because he just hear you telling yourself to pray. But yet we still say "dear God" like we have to wake him up or something so that he can hear what we're about to say. Odd. I know, who thinks of these things. Well, I guess I do.

Weather people are saying that today is the coldest day in three years. Three years ago on that cold day I was in high school praying that they would cancel school due to the cold. And here we are 3 years later and my high school is closed, which makes no sense to me. Three years ago I drove to school by first warming up my car and then walking about 25 yards into the building when I got there. But today I will walk about 200-250 yards to class and will not have a warm car. And even if I did I would have to walk that same amount to get to it in the lot and then park far away from wherever and have to walk again.

It just all seems so odd.

I hate cranky nurses. My parents insurance company has a toll free number you can call and talk to a nurse, so I did and I got a real peachy one.
After explaining to her what was going one and her asking my a crap ton of history about myself, she never really helped me. She asked me if I had had any weight loss lately. And I told her that I had been so stressed that I had skipped a couple of meals. And instead of letting me explain this and acting interested she interupts me by asking the question again. So I finally just said "I don't know I haven't weighed myself but I would guess that I've lost a few pounds." She was just plain rude. And in the end all I got was write down what was happening and when to tell my doctor next time I saw him and if it continued for about 2-3 months I should talk to my doctor.
Thanks a lot lady. I thought she would be perceptive enough to tell that I had worried myself sick about this and reassure that it was nothing to out of the ordinary.
Well I'm 1 for 2 with the insurance phone nurses.
Hmph

Thanksgiving:
My uncle calls me a trollop. Ryan belly laughs while saying trollop. And then I ask him if he thinks I'm a trollop and while still laughing he says "yyyesss" too funny

11/29/06:
On the phone with Ryan and I asked him if I could talk to his dad.
Ryan: DAD! There's a nerd that wants to talk to you!

I know I talk in my sleep. Both of my old roomies have told me this, Andy's told me this, and I've even caught myself doing this. But tonight, I said something in my sleep that had the potential to get me in trouble, had Andy not known that I was actually sleeping. While taking a nap apparently I rolled over and started talking. From what I was told by him, this is what I said "The sex is really fantastic but I just don't like him that much." Grand. Just grand. Good thing he knows me a bit better than that, or I could have had some esplaining to do.

6)They have significant figurers
5)They know it's not the length of the vector that matters but how you apply the force
4)They know how to handle stress and strain in a relationsihp
3)According to Newton when 2 bodies get together they are equal and opposite
2)They build larger erections
1)They are always willing to experiment

All moved in=yayness :)
starting to get settled ^_^
Have a three hour class to go to -_-
Eeek, I'm running late.

So I'm not a size 2 anymore....

Just an excuse to go shopping I guess. Maybe get some money from mom...well there's an idea.

My parents are out of town for the weekend which leaves me the house to myself. I have no plans but to pack, and I'm not even sure that that will get done. I'm seeing a scramble Sunday night. So since I'm horribly unmotivated I've been looking for ways to procrastinate. Hence the two posts in the past 24 hours.
My latest attempt to procrastinate is to try and see if my prom dresses still fit. I was a bit nervous, since this experiment could have went awful or great, but in the end, the zippers were to the top, and I can breath!! The only trade off is the chest area, but hey, I'll gladly take the growth there.

Well, now that I'm wearing a prom dress-and looking dazzling I must say, I should probably at least put something in rubbermaids.

Moving in on Monday!!!!!!!!!