Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!! Only a few hours! I know everyone is jealous. ;-)

I'm going to bed cause I have to get up in 2 hours to get ready to go to the airport, but I wanted to say I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas, and has a very Happy New Year. There will be lots of pictures for everyone to see once I get back.

And I had a good Christmas. Ok, bed now. Talk to everyone in a week!

I have had such a busy week. I took my two finals. I got a 100 on my Viking final so I got a B+ in the class. Woo! I think I did pretty well on my Reformation Europe final too. I should get an A in there hopefully. I'll know tomorrow night when grades come out.

After my last final on Thursday night, me, Kristin, and my other friend Anna went out. Anna and I went to dinner and then I went to get Kristin and we took the bus downtown to Anna's apartment, since I knew I wouldn't be in any shape to drive after. I'd already had 2 Strawberry Margarita's at Chili's, then at Anna's I had a rum and coke. Then we went to Market Street, where they give you 2 free drinks with the cover charge. So I had a rum and coke and a beer. I always have such a hard time trying to decide what to drink. Kristin and Anna drug me out onto the dance floor because I DO NOT dance. EVER. Kristin of course was surrounded by guys, but I did get danced with anyway. The this like mid 30s Indian guy hit on me. Thank god Anna had me "go to the bathroom" with her. It was a good excuse. He was nice enough I guess, but I mean mid 30s. Much too old for me.

Then Kristin came running after us because we had left her. Lol. I thought she was having a good time with the million guys vying for her attention, which she was mostly, but some were getting a bit too excited if you know what I mean. So we left there after I had a second beer and went to the cowboy club in town, 8 Seconds. It was pretty cool actually. Not really any cowboy people. I had another rum and coke and then I got hit on by the like one guy there in cowboy clothing that had buck teeth with gaps. *sigh* I suppose I should be happy I got hit on, but why couldn't they have been at least semi attractive? I did have a good time though.

Friday I packed up the rest of my stuff and moved out of the dorm. My RA was retarded and hadn't put out the right sheet for graduating seniors to sign up for check out on, so he wasn't there when I needed to check out. He thought I was coming back. Idiot. So a different RA had to check me out. That night, me, mom, sis, grandma, Kristin, and my aunt and uncle all went out to dinner at this really really good Italian restaurant in Ocala. They had decorated the table with gator color stuff. It was nice. And the food was soooo good. I got a nice check from my aunt and uncle, Kristin bought me a Florida Alumni shirt and bumper sticker, and this book. Remember that Baz Luhrmann song called Suncreen from a few years ago? That's essentially what it was, has lots of cool advice quote things in it. My sister gave me earrings, which broke when I went to put them in. She was pissed so we returned them today and she bought me a purse to take to NY instead.

Graduation was Saturday. It was long and boring, but kind of cool. I still don't think it's hit me yet. I'll be posting some pictures later once I do some fixing to the ones from our digital camera, we get the ones from my sister's camera developed, and my aunt sends me the ones she took with her digital.

So here comes the graduation/dad rant. I had told my dad back in November that Saturday the 21st was graduation. He said he wouldn't miss it. So I sent him directions to the O'Connell Center on campus, where it was being held. I called him at dinner on Friday to make sure he got the directions and to tell him I'd meet him outside of Gate 2 after to get pictures. As soon as I got off the phone with him, I told my sister I bet he wasn't coming. So, she gets a message on her phone at 9:20 from him, saying he had broke his glasses at like 3 AM and when he went out to his truck to get tape to fix them, saw he had a flat and they didn't have a spare so he couldn't come. First, that's the worst excuse I've EVER heard in my life. Second, he obviously waited until after 9 AM to call her phone so he wouldn't have to talk to anyone because he knew graduation started at 9. It's not like he just saw at 9 that he had a flat because they were going to drive up from Clearwater in the morning. Since Gainesville is 2 and a half hours away, they would have had to leave by about 5:30 AM because they didn't let people into the building after 8:30.

He pulled this shit at my sister's high school graduation. He didn't show up and gave some lame ass excuse that he had to work late that day. First of all, he's a school bus driver, and school was OUT the day of her graduation. Second, even if he had been driving the bus, his route ends at about 4 at the latest. Her graduation wasn't until 6. He really pissed me off when he did that to her. A lot. I think I was more angry than she was. And now he did it to me. I'm not hurt, because frankly, he hasn't been there our whole lives. I really don't care about him at all. I'm just pissed that he pretended that he was coming and then when he doesn't, is a chicken about telling me he wasn't going to come. Be a fucking man Dad, instead of the coward you are. He could have told me on Friday night when I talked to him, but he didn't. And yet, I still knew he wouldn't come. And for me and my sister, this was the last straw. We're done with him. He won't ever know when Mary graduates from college, he won't be invited to our weddings, we won't take any of his phone calls. He doesn't exist for me as of this moment.

So now that I've depressed everyone, here's a happy thought. Since it's night time now, I'm not counting the rest of this day. 3 days left until I leave! Whee!!!!!!!!!! I'm so very excited. But I have so much crap to do before then. Mainly washing clothes. My room is currently filled with boxes and I have about zero walking space, so I won't be able to get to putting that stuff away before I leave. No time. My aunt and uncle are coming over tomorrow night for out yearly Christmas dinner/gift exchange thing. I love Christmas and getting gifts. :-) Yes, that was my selfish moment. But I like giving stuff too. Seeing the look on people's faces when they open your gift is pretty cool. I'll probably do one last entry on Thursday night before I leave. And since this is about book length, I'm done.