Concussions and Mr. Chicken

Well, my roommate went and concussed herself again. *sigh* Somehow she always manages to hit her head on the most random of things at the most random of times, and ends up injuring herself. This time she actually went to the doctor's and got checked out and everything, so that's good. What does that mean for me? Lots of movies and listening to odd ramblings about random things. So it could be worse. When she got her wisdom teeth out and was on all sorts of painkillers she kept talking about The Ghost and Mr. Chicken...which is apparently a movie? Back then I had no idea what the heck it was, so I just kept saying "It's not here..." and she'd get all upset about it and then ask again like half an hour later. It was stressful. Thank goodness our home teachers brought us over some Jambas or I would've given up then and there.

Still haven't seen this...Still don't want to.

What else...typed out a soccer game last night, wrists still hurt so this'll be a short one. Went and got shakes with C, that made up for the crappiness of the football team losing and having to work all Saturday night. Doing another game this Friday night against our big in-state rivals, so that'll be fun. School starts on Tuesday, that's going to be awful...OChem part 2, here I come. Also the lab... If there's anything worse than learning about OChem, it's doing OChem in a lab when things can blow up in your face. Can't wait...

Oh well. At least I'll always have Si.

Especially about OChem...

-K