Halliebadger blogs what she wants.

I had so much fun last night. My friends had a sort of welcome home party for me and the other Hallie and we hung out and drank from like 9PM until like 2:30 AM or so.

While Jack and Chris (the friends I’m staying with) are hungover in their last final exam of their junior year, I’m doing my best to pick the place up a bit. It got kind of trashed.

Then I need to go to my car and find a shirt that doesn’t smell like it’s been with me for two weeks on a backpacking trip, and that’s gonna be difficult.

Anyway, headed home today. Happy to see my family again, but i wish I could stay and hang with my friends for the rest of senior week. I love them all to death. Ugh.

Scheduling for my classes next year is looking pretty good!

I can take History of Theatre for my major and Creative Non-Fiction Writing for my minor, and then I basically get two electives so I’m thinking about taking Contemporary Fabulist Fiction because it’s taught by one of my favorite professors. I’m not even sure what Fabulist really is. I think it has to do with Fables, so that’s pretty interesting.

And then my advisor says I can do an independent study in Sound Design!! So I’m pretty psyched about that.

Centre Term is looking fuzzy. Nothing really interests me. There’s a class on the Theology of Harry Potter which I could do, and then another on Technology and Society that looks interesting. IDK though

Spring Term there’s a class called “Silence and Sound In Film” and seeing as that’s kind of what I’m interested in as a future I’m for sure gonna take that. And then Intermediate Fiction Writing, and my Senior Seminar for Theatre. Not sure about a 4th class but I’ve got awhile.

Senior year. Holy fucking crap. I can’t handle it.

Today my goal is to get a haircut.

I don’t know if I will meet that goal but I’m gonna try.

I’m basically just gonna wander around some cool places and kind of hope to happen upon a salon that isn’t crazy expensive. My mom gave me money to go to this place down the street but it’s 50 pounds for a haircut and that’s like 70 bucks so no thank you.

Idk. She gave me enough money to do it so if I have to I will. But I wanna find a place that can do what I want to with my hair but at the same time cost maybe 20-30 pounds less.

I also really wanna check out Covent Garden and maybe buy a cheap sweatshirt from the Camden Market or some charity shop somewhere because I have apparently lost my Centre College one. Haven’t seen it since I left for London and I’m almost positive I packed it.

So I was just in the shower, and Nate and I just saw the play Rock of Ages so I was kinda rocking out a little bit and singing “We’re Not Gonna Take It.”

I was all like
WE’RE NOT GONNA TAKE IT
NO WE AINT GONNA TAKE IT!
WE’RE NOT GONNA TAKE IT…ANYMOREEEE

Anyway after that I just decided to sing the chorus again because who knows any other part of that song really
and I sing “WE’RE NOT GONNA TAKE IT!” and at that moment Nate swings open the bathroom door and yells “NO! WE AIN’T GONNA TAKE IT!”

I jumped about 3 feet in the air in the shower because I had no idea he could hear me xD

And I was rubbing my eyes from the shampoo and Nate pulls back the curtain, and when I took my hands down I jumped again because I had no idea he had done that and then he laughs at me, kisses me, and runs back out.

You shower-sneaking bastard XD

I opted to not go to the play today so that I could catch up on all my homework before Nate arrives in London (!!!!!)

…So far I have watched YouTube, made and eaten a grilled cheese sandwich, and played guitar.

I still need to write a 4 page paper about sex at the British home front in World War II and write reviews of two different plays that I have seen.

I also need to catch up on a LOT of reading but I’m not gonna lie - that probably won’t happen.

Suddenly unsettlingly lonely and not sure why? Like I miss people back home and wish I was hanging out with like 6 people somewhere laughing but I’m just laying in bed trying to sleep. Not even like specific people but just people I like.

Idk sometimes I have weird feelings.

Guys I’m so bad at reading.

Like I can do it.

But I can’t do it without also listening to music because concentrating on only one thing is too hard for me.

And like I know I have to finish this book by Tuesday but gahhhh…

Its not even a boring book. It’s pretty interesting! Maybe I shouldn’t have gone off my ADD meds Dx I just hate who I am when I’m on them. Totally different person. Uncool. Sigh.

So apparently my best friend from middle school is in London this weekend????

And maybe we’re gonna meet up and have a drink and catch up????

Oh man. This is crazy. She’s here on vacation from studying abroad in Italy.

This is so weird. And cool. But also weird. I haven’t talked it her in forever. We sort of kept in touch in the first year of high school or so but we kind of fizzled out after that.

So guys I leave for London tomorrow and I’ve been hangin with friends who are also going and I’ve been super excited until now-ish.

I’ve gotten a sudden wave of boyfriend/family/friends/homesickness and I know that when I get there I’ll love it and be so excited but right now all I can think about is that Nate is lying in bed with a headache and I could be taking care of him, but I’m not because I’m going to stupid dumb London, which is gonna be awesome, fun, exciting London, and I’m glad I’m going don’t get me wrong it’ll be so great!

I’m just…gonna miss everyone so much.

Thanks for all the UTI tips everyone is sending me. Thanks to the magic of chemistry I’m feeling a lot better. The prospect of a 4 hour drive isn’t quite as terrible now.

guys my UTI prescription turned my piss bright neon orange

this is bitchin’ as shit.

My kidneys hurt like a motherfucker and it feels like i’m peeing fire

My awesome lovely boyfriend is making me tea and taking care of me.

Goddammit. Why can’t he be a total jerk so it’s easier to leave?

<3

So today I was hanging out outside with my boyfriend at his house and I see his sister’s Razor scooter sort of just leaning up against the house. Then I thought:

“Man. I used to be really awesome at scooters. I should totally ride that scooter. I’ll look so cool”

This was a dumb thing to think.

I grab the scooter and ride it down the driveway. I then decide to do a small bunny hop.

This was also a dumb thing to think.

I landed right on an imperfection in the sidewalk and tumbled over the handlebars, hitting my head on the concrete.

Anyway, I now have a bump on my head the size of a ping pong ball and a severely bruised ego.

Oh man tonight is my last night at home until May

Because tomorrow I’m going to Danville to visit my friends, and then I’m gonna go to Nashville to visit my boyfriend, and then I go abroad for 3 months!

Anyway, my mom is making my favorite meal and when I came in from a walk I smelled baked goods…anyway I asked mom if she made brownies and she said “I don’t know WHAT you’re talking about. I think you’re going crazy”

I have a sneaking suspicion that my mom and sister made slutty brownies while I was out.

Oh man.

I love my family.

mom tried to wake me up and i was like “no mom i’m too punk rock for that”

and she stared at me and said “you’re too punk rock for pancakes?”

i got out of bed

no one is too punk rock for pancakes