superceding god.

Well, I didn’t fail 2 of my classes. I actually didn’t fail any of them. I passed two, and I have an incomplete in one of them. That’s so great! That’s what I get for thinking I know what the future holds. I mean, I’ve been pretty good at predicting the future thus far (at least with certain consistent people and situations), so it wasn’t incredibly wrong of me to think that I could predict with some certainty what would happen to me. The thing is – that my youth subcultures professor told me that he would fail me if I didn’t do one paper – I did NOT do that paper, and yet he gave me an incomplete anyway (Giving me one year to complete the required assignments). Additionally, I believe that my criminology and delinquency teacher gave me a few points from her discretion, because when I tally up all the points I got for everything from throughout the quarter, I get like a 68%. Granted, I’m doing a fair bit of mental math here, but my mental math is pretty good.

Anyway, that’s what I get for thinking I can supercede god. And the best part is that it’s great news, to boot!

Kevin is going to be here tomorrow, and I’m excited about that. I need to start planning what I have left to do and what I think we could probably do during his stay here. =)

I am doing my laundry, and Plan on washing my sheets and comforters. I want to vacuum and put together my ikea bed in the downstairs common area for *me* to sleep on. I’m gonna do my best to make him feel at home. we can go to wahclellah falls, and also to that one place I went with Nathaniel where we walked under crazy awesome waterfalls. We can also go to last thursday, and then we’re gonna float the river on saturday. I wanna show him PSU campus, and maybe the art museum, since everyone gets in free on fridays. I don’t know about sunday – I think I’ll let him plot out his last 3 days.

Grant is letting me borrow his jeep. He put a full tank of gas into it and also paid for a super awesome detailing job. somehow the front speakers went out, so unfortunately, the only thing that really comes in is the radio. Oh well. He was apologizing for it, and I told him that I was ready to accept Greg’s car, and he started laughing – saying ‘oh, so then this is the taj mahal’ or something to that effect.

I’ve been afraid of relapsing really hard lately. there are so many people who are just disappearing, and I don’t know where they go. I’m afraid of relapsing myself because I know the utter desolation that comes from me drinking – and the worst part is the insidious euphoria that happens initially. Rgh.

One day at a time, I suppose. One day at a time.