club SWEAT.

last night i went to the weirdest "party" of my life.
(well, besides one i stumbled across this summer, but that's another story.)
i say party in quotes because it felt less like a party and more like a high school dance.
some dude rented out the ballroom in the MU and charged 5 bucks per person for this huge party.
we're pretty sure he made like 3 grand, AFTER taking out the 2500 it cost to rent the place.
literally everyone was there.
we waited in this long line for forty five minutes and people were going crazy.
it was about 30 degrees and we were all in skirts and shirts... it was so cold!
one guy started pushing the older guy letting people in (accomplished nothing).
once we got in, people were still pretty crazy.
there were some really yucky people doing their thang on the dance floor... and on a stage.
i wanted to say "people can see you!"
kelsey and i (being the party animals that we are) stood away from the dancing and talked to all the people we saw that we knew.
along with all the creeper dudes coming up and trying to get us to dance.
note to the fellas: if i wanted to dance, I ALREADY WOULD BE.
i'm not standing around waiting for you to ask me.
we left after a couple of hours, and it was even colder.
not to say that i didn't have fun.
what's strange is that i can be at the lamest party ever and still have a fun night just because i love going out with my friends.
we love to dress up and take ten million pictures together... so fun!

hours in a day.

i had such a ridiculous weekend. i spent thursday and friday nights in springfield. left late afternoon saturday to get to work in corvallis. got up this morning and drove back to springfield. tomorrow around noon (hopefully after getting my hair cut!) i have to drive back for school and more work. i legitimately don't know where all the time goes. i did not get a chance to see even half of the people that i wanted to see, and i felt like the people that i did see, i didn't get to see enough of. i am feeling so incredibly burnt out. not to be a complainer, but i just am not sure how i can handle weeks six through eleven of this term. there are not enough hours in a day for me to accomplish all the things that i need to accomplish, for me to sleep so that i can fight off the illness that is imminent, for me to work enough to make enough money to buy food and pay for utilities, and for me to just enjoy my life. i'm having a good time in college, i am. but sometimes, i want to be able to come home for a while and just hang out. i feel like i am neglecting so many aspects of my life. really, all i need right now is the chance to just sleep for three straight days so that i can get my head on my shoulders. is it so wrong to ask for a little ME time?