so, a lot of shit has happened recently. some of it has been ok...others have been kinda 'eh?' worthy.
well, i suppose everything in school is going well. i've done great overall in this quarter...only a few classes actually would worry me as far as getting an A in them, but that's nothing to worry about for me. hell...once again, i find that a 4.0 isn't something that i want or need to get. it would just be nice...
anyway, this sunday was a great time. we [and by we, i mean most of rose] went to st. louis for a cardinals game where our president, sammy hulbert, threw one of the "first" pitches of the game. the game itself was boring, but after that there was some fun with food and such...
then, night came and i began to work on a spanish presentation. my brother luke called, so we talked for about half an hour about dumb shit and the like. then, just as i hang up, schue calls me and says "schroeder just called and said all of the rooms on our list are taken..." for next year's housing. this is when the shit comes for this weekend...
so, we go over and see that, indeed, we are getting fucked over as far as room selection goes. the only room selections that we had were very fucking inconvenient: the cottage (which would be nice, provided that we could find 3 men to fill it with us and also if it were somewhere close to the house...but in reality the 200 feet it's separated by is too much), my big brother's current room (but as a triple...a really really small triple [and let me say this: there are other rooms in the house that are remaining doubles that have much more room than that one...]), and then brennan's room as a double [which == "hell no" gives 'true']. so yeah...we called around and looked at things. another offer was made, which seemed even more ludicrous than keacher's room's offer. so yeah...
we talk with people, and eventually we find out that only 6 people are without rooms. all of them want to stay as doubles...and one of them grabs brennan's room, leaving an odd situation at hand. there's keacher's room as a triple and a single slot opening in the PC (Party Central), which none of us are willing to fill. so...the only solution we found was this: me and schue and the other pair of guys "kicked" the three guys who wanted that room but couldn't manage to fill it. they move into keacher's "triple", and then yeah...we are in the PC.
ok...as you could probably guess, the PC carries some sort of historical relevance with parties. and yeah...that's not exactly me. in fact...it is the only real party room in the main house. i really don't want to live their based on this alone...but no other option exists...unless something else happens that i haven't thought of already. anyway...so i've been stuck into the PC with a bunch of cool guys. i'm really scared about what could happen, because the fraternity and the brothers might understand what's going on with that, but there's more than that. all i know is that i have to talk to someone, be it schroeder or the almighty [all-toolish] gordon. who knows...
oh yeah, and i got screwed yesterday on my presentation slot in spanish. so i have to give the presentation today. i've registered for classes at IUSB: H106 (American History II) and P381 (Religion and Human Experience). it's going to be interesting to see the work load i'm going to have for these classes...later