Convention

It looks like I'm at the hookah bar again. I love this place. The atmosphere is very relaxing and the smoke smells good. I finally have a spot in the loung rather than at a table, which is nice for a change. Although, it's still cold when I'm so far away from the door. I think it's because I'm sitting underneath a vent or something. I do regret getting a small hookah cause the smoke isn't as plentiful, but then again, I was only planning on staying here until 9 PM, but it looks like my ride is coming at 10. Oh well, you plan and things change. Things change.

I do need to take my prozac, otherwise I'm going to think that every boy is "significant other" material. I was getting over it as the day went on, but dammit! So many cute boys on this campus.

In other news, I talked with the director of the person in charge of getting my MA and certification for teaching! I'm excited. The only thing that could hold me back is my GPA. I'm very worried about it being so low and I need a 3.0. Yea, my overall GPA is a 2.19. I don't know how that's going to fly. Oh the stress and excitement. Well, I can't let it get me down. The only thing I'm worried about is the money. Sigh.