Home?

I was packing my things and getting ready to go home for the weekend, when it hit me that I don't really want to go. Don't get me wrong, I'm excited to be going apple picking with the family and seeing friends and all that, but I'll be home until Tuesday. In my mind that is far too long. I love it here in Oneonta and it seems that just as I'm getting comfortable, I'm leaving. This is a huge change from last year when I dreaded going back to school. It's a good thing I come back on Tuesday though, that's Nip/Tuck night next door lol. (Yes, I've become addicted and I'm not ashamed to say it.)
I have a call in at the mall until noon on Tuesday, then I have to wait around for Peterson to get out of class at 2:30 so we can go take over APHS again. Actually, I have to pick up a dress I let them use in a play last year. We also need to catch up with Keebs, Lauren, and possibly B if she's there on that day. She decided she didn't like retirement so she now teaches the freshman english honors class every other day. Hopefully we catch her on a day when she's there so I can yell at her for not keeping in touch.
Mom just called, she'll be here in an hour. I have absolutely nothing to do, so I'm blogging about nothing. My last class was cancelled today so that threw my schedule wayyy off. I had it all planned out. Fencing goes until 5, mom was going to get here at 5:30. I would have time to shower and get dressed and then just go home. But no. No one showed up for class so Phil told the two of us to just leave. So I had nothing to do from 3:30-5:30. I took a shower. I got dressed. I danced around like an idiot. All this only took like 45 minutes. I'm so ridiculously bored. Almost everyone has already gone home already, so I can't even make people entertain me. GAH! I already did homework too...so I'm just going to sit and stare at the wall now.
Mata! <--- That's Japanese for something. Ryan always says it when we end conversations, so let's pretend it means "later".