Sometimes I hate being a girl

And then I consider what guys are like, and I feel better.

I would probably be the last person to call myself overly "girlie." But we all have our days. Yesterday was one. No, not Valentine's Day, but the day after. And I don't even know that there was that much going on to set this off besides a gross lack of sleep over the past few days, but I was having the most spectacular mood swings last night. By the time I got to bed (just after midnight--early) I couldn't sleep because my mind was running in circles and it felt almost as though my very soul were shaking. Is this what it feels like to go insane?

Today has been a little better. I had a good workout this morning, good time in the Word, Honors Seminar didn't suck, and the caf had those yummy chocolate bar thingies I love. And tonight Dianna and I will battle at skee ball and air hockey at Gigglebees. You know, I love all these random activities, but it would be really nice if we had less work to do so we can participate without losing sleep.

Oh, and Single Awareness Day went pretty well this year. I got to talk to people I care about: Mom, Kevin, Amanda, Adam, and the usual suspects of the hallway chats (Audrey, Dianna and Mandy). Oh, and my uncle Allan sent me a card with my very own pallindrome: same nice Kim race Carmike Cinemas. I was SO excited to get it. I love Uncle Allan, he's a hoot and a half. Later we saw the Prodcers for free at the cheap seats. It was a hillarious movie, though it could have done without a lot of things. I've decided that this is one show I will not mind never seeing live on stage, though I'm glad I went to the movie.

In other news, I've become more poetic lately. Possibly because I sit in on an hour of Dr. Dyer's creative writing class every Friday. However it happened, I've written a couple lately that weren't total junk, so that's fun.

Well, it's almost time for choir. I wouldn't want to be late, especially since Krause threatened us with a knife on Tuesday. I don't know why there was a knife on the piano to begin with, but he picked it up during rehearsal when he was getting frustrated. He thought he was being funny, but I was scared. Let's just hope that doesn't happen again.

That's not a very happy note to end the post with, but it'll have to do for today.

-Kim