I don't want monday to come...

Soo today..
Not very productive study/jury-wise.
VERY productive with Christmas gifts for my immediate family and knitting.
Woot!
Melissa, Chelsea, Katie and I watch Star Wars episodes six and one. It's Melissa's first time through the series, and she pretty much adores it as of right now. And it's good to watch these things with Chelsea, as she's a Star Wars maniac (HP is to Rachel as Star Wars is to Chelsea) so I'm understanding a lot more as she explains plot and characters to Melissa.
Chelsea also made a comment to me a few minutes ago as we were washing up.
A good one, very good.
It made me think, of course, as most things do.
Not just normal thought, analytical Rachel type thought. Which can be scary and disatstrous (some previous blogs have demonstrated this point...) but has its benefits, I guess.
Anyhoo.
I was a few minutes late in washing up with her 'cause when I hopped on my computer to check things, a buddies' away message caused some concern which ended up in me going down to her room for a hug/to make sure everything was OK (which it was, btw).
So as Chelsea and I were washing up, an almost nightly ritual, and I explained why I was a few minutes late, she turns to me and says "You're a very good friend."
Not much. Pretty simple.
Just enough to start the wheels in my head turning.
I have become rather mother like recently.
I've talked to Larisa about her roomate dealy a couple of times.
Gone on the runt for an RA with Melissa because she didn't want to go alone and was being kept up by noisy people two or three times now.
Especially around Chelsea, though, mostly due to how much studying we've done together recently. She tends to, when stressed, study so much it makes Hermione look like a slacker. She has pushed herself to the point of a complete breakdown due to studing for HOURS without any form of break several times, as she's admitted.
Wednesday night, while she was with Melissa, she had what she calls a mini breakdown but what Melissa calls the scariest thing on the planet.
So, as we've been studying, I've been constantly asking how long she's been going at it and have been pushing her to close the books, even if only for a few minutes. Especially today. And getting her to quit freaking out and almost hyperventilating every time she thinks about studying.
Not to mention the facebook status, away message, and blog checking I've been doing for a while now.
I've just, very recently, become inclined to "watch out" for my friends a lot more than I ever have.
I'm not completely sure why.
Well, I have an idea. When I started this blog, I didn't really think a whole lot of people would pay attention.
The first bad day I had after starting this thing, someone did, indeed, notice, and asked me if I was ok as soon as they saw me.
It made me realize that others do watch out for me...that they actually go out of their way (in a sense) to read what I've written here and pay attention to it and remember it (to an extent).
So I started doing the same.
Annnd the train of thought I had going along very nicely just derailed as I looked at the time.
Pooey.
For now, that is all.
Good night! ;)