One more week in hell...then home sweet home...

ONE MORE WEEK...ONE MORE WEEK...ONE MORE WEEK!!! Only one more week of school, then home sweet home. My roomates are making me pull my hair out, i pretty much want to live in my car for the next week, just to avoid seeing them. It is the christmas season, so i am trying to be in the spirit...but being in the spirit and being clark griswald are two entirely diffrent things. We are going to be leaving in like a week and a half...and my roomates are decking the halls alright, and not to mention a REAL christmas tree...in which i am severly allergic too!!! "oops we didnt know..."!!!!Well you do now, and the tree still stands, while my throat closes shut each night and i wake up in hives...MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! Living with three elementry education majors at christmas just amplifies the decorations as well...construction paper angels...Reindeer finger paintings...we have a fricken snow globe in our yard!!!! I thought halloween decorating was a bit out there, but i am pretty sure you can pick our house up on satelite this christmas...

So enough with the roomate issues...i just have to face the fact, i am an only child...i dont do well with roomates!!! Took me 4 years of college to figure that one out! Back to being chipper and merry this holiday, as usual, my lack of sleeping keeps me up until all hours of the night, and i do worthless things like christmas quizzes to add to my blog...forget organic chemistry or strategic management...the real thing on my mind is....Which of Santa's Reindeer I am??? Lets talk about christmas shopping, or the lack of!!! What to get my mom this year??? I feel like i am a real adult now, the big 21. I should have to get my mom something real, and all mature. You know how adults are, they like thinks like toaster ovens and shower racks...i dont think the usual santa's workshop gifts i got her in 5th grade will work!!! I got the best friends done, that was easy...crafty...and suprisingly turned out all martha stuart cute!!! I think i might go to the mall and get my picture taken with santa this year. Is there an age limit on that? Or maybe a weight limit on santa's leg...might have to check on that one?

Well, thats it for now, maybe i will go take a small, yet affective sip out of the nyquil bottle...this girl needs some sleep...night yall'