yawn

i found out a terrible truth the other day. my precalc prof doesn't take attendance/have an attendance policy. guess who is NEVER going to be motivated to go to class? oh yeah, it's me.

trying not to sound like i'm questioning my Maker, but honestly, WHY did he feel the need to correlate the reproductive system with emotion-skewing hormones? why is it that for one out of every four weeks, females are cursed with frightening moodiness? it's madness. estrogen is such a curse.

candi, jenna, larissa, ruthie and i are going to the euclid quartet concert tonight. (that's right, three links in one sentence) we're getting all girled up and dressy and eating at mickey-d's before. i am SO excited, it's been so long since i've seen a real concert, as in one outside nwc. that and they are AMAZINGLY good. mr. violin teacher of mine is the second violinist. makes me feel rather small. dang it. it's good for me, though, once i start thinking i'm "ahead of the game," to get a glimpse of just how much i still have to learn. it's rather daunting, though. symphonette is nice, but today is one of those days that i definitely wish i were in a real orchestra, bless dr. svanoe's heart. sigh.

i'm pretty sure this is the boringest blog on the face of...well, the screen. tootles.