So today started out pretty alright. I was able to wake up, drag myself to my early English class, get through that, sit through Biology, and then go to my ASL Lab for the last time. It was a really good class today. We talked all about the Deaf Culture, and Jon told us about how he has a Cochlear Implant, and how it didn't really help him succeed at all. Which is true, people think they make you magically hear just like normal, but that is surely not the case. After that we went to the Marketplace, had a great time, came home, went to Psychology, the boring perks of class filled days. Tonight however was an epic night for USU basketball. And I was so excited to get to go. We headed over to the Spectrum at about four twenty, and the line was so disgustingly long. By the time the doors opened, it snaked all they way through the Hyper field. (I took pictures, I will show you) But it was freezing. And I was not prepared. I stood in line for two and a half hours. Couldn't feel my feet, or my hands. Everyone around us was freezing to death basically. However, when they opened the doors, some idiot created their own line. They ignored the fact that hundreds of kids were standing in the cold, and had been for hours on end, and created their own line to get into the game. The officials ignored this fact, and therefore had two lines slowly filtering themselves into the Spectrum. One line of honest people who had been there all day and stayed in line, and the other, the scum of the earth that cut in front of everyone in their own selfishly created line. Right when we got to the doors, they were shut in our face, and we were told the place was full. I was mad. I was mad that I couldn't feel any part of my body, and that there were people who had been standing in the cold for all of ten minutes snug inside watching the game. It was so ridiculous. I will be writing a letter to the stupid school. And I know for a fact I will not be the only one. Because there were about three hundred kids left outside the Spectrum doors, for honestly standing in line. My feet are still swollen and feel weird from the cold. There had better not be any permanent damage. I'm stressed about the amount of work I have to get done in the next few days. I'm beginning to worry. But I have faith that I will get it all completed. And do well on my Finals. I pray. Pray for me. :/ Let's see...talked to Connor today. He called me pretty. :] Our apartment is a disaster zone and it's starting to gross me out. Rob broke up with Maddison, so that should get pretty interesting over the next couple of days. No letter. I'm exhausted. Tori has layed herself out across my front room table and my couch and fallen asleep. I can't decide if I'm going to leave her here or not, or make her go get in her car and drive home. Eh. Goodnight.
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