So I've been pretty damn busy this past week. Tuesday was probably the worst day of my semester. I didn't do so hot on a couple of tests and I was put on the waiting list for the school of education. When shit happens early in the week, it feels like an uphill battle to just get to the weekend in one piece...and having this week right before spring break made it even more difficult. But I feel like it went alright. I went to the associate dean of education and he told me that I was the first person on the waiting list and he looked at my file and now is trying to get me in because he thinks I have all the credentials. And also one of the tests I thought I did badly on, I actually got really close to an A. So I guess I made it through all right.

So spring break finally came and it feels like it already went, but I still have about a week of it left. Saturday Scott, Dustin, Colin and I drove a little south of Branson to meet up with Jenny, Laura, and Jessica to stay at this condo called The Plantation. Branson is such a hick town! It was really funny making fun of the town and just asking ourselves why we were there. The drive there and back were probably the best parts of the trip. We stopped at this sports bar in Clinton, Missouri to watch KU lose to Mizzou. It was sad, but oh well. But we still managed to just kick back and make funny jokes and chill on our way there. The guys were a lot of fun. The Ozarks are very pretty...quite hilly. But the girls...man were they bitchy to us! Saturday night they kept telling us to not be loud and we weren't being loud at all. They kept telling me to go out and buy them alcohol, which was pretty embarrassing for me to go to the same liquor store 4 times in a day and a half. We joked on the way back that the clerk must have known something was up or just thought my stomach was mush or something. And when I bought them this off brand of vodka (w/my own money) they didn't drink it because 'its not Smirnoff!' Well, that was it for me last night. I just went to bed. Jenny tried to apologize and gave me $10 for my troubles this weekend, but just being there was not fun at all because of them. I'll just chalk it up to a learning experience...and the time with Scott, Dustin, and Colin was well spent. It was good times with those guys.

So, wow. We could be going to war in 2 days. Just in time for the NCAA tournament. I hate war...it doesn't have to be done. Bush's ideas are so wrong and I think he's abusing his power. I don't want to worry about a terrorism backlash against us for going to war. I just can't believe this at all. I hate Bush. I hate war. I want to say fuck this shit...but I'm scared, so I can't just ignore it. I just want peace and I don't want anything to happen to the citizens of Iraq and although I may sound selfish in saying this, but I don't want to get bombed either by some crazy people who don't like Bush. Although I wouldn't blame them for their views, I just don't want to be a victim. Hopefully the chances of that are slim. You just never know. Please...no war.

Well, the rest of my week looks pretty boring. I have 2 books to read and a paper to write. Plus I want to go swimming, get my hair cut, and write Madeleine a lot in her notebook. Less than two months until she's coming back to the states. However, I still have no idea when I'll actually see her. I'm not too worried about it anymore because I'm used to her being gone. She's really busy right now, so its probably not in my best judgement to be missing her so much. However, its still hard not to. She's the greatest.