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OH MY GOD - How awesome am I? I scored a perfect score on my World War II test. Granted it wasn't really a test and he didn't ask about anything much besides Battle of Britain and Hitler's crazy policies and Pearl Harbour and Nukes but still. Most of the test was essay writing and I wrote SO MUCH in so little time -- I couldn't even read my own writing aftwards. Maybe Shapi just couldn't read my writing so he just gave me all the marks. But yay -- I've never actually gotten a 100% percent on a test before.
It was a really nice way to bounce back from the half week of hives and the shit my sister sent my way Monday night. I also didn't have to do my physics test. Yay.
In other news, I went to return Brian's book. I got Wicked in exchange. So far...erm...puppet sex? And Greenwhich Village: An American Bohemia both are lovely reads so far.
Now I've got to work on my History assignment -- couple of rather interesting and thought provoking questions that I must spend hours on.
Lately, I've been sleeping on Reianna's wee Dora the Explorer bed. My sister has comandeered my room and now I'm reduced to a 2 foot long, 5 inch piece of foam in the living room. Don't mind as much as my back (it really hates it cause god damn can you say uncomfortable) but I get to stay up really late.
My god. I'm reading this and thinking I sound like a 2 year old or something. gah.
It was a really nice way to bounce back from the half week of hives and the shit my sister sent my way Monday night. I also didn't have to do my physics test. Yay.
In other news, I went to return Brian's book. I got Wicked in exchange. So far...erm...puppet sex? And Greenwhich Village: An American Bohemia both are lovely reads so far.
Now I've got to work on my History assignment -- couple of rather interesting and thought provoking questions that I must spend hours on.
Lately, I've been sleeping on Reianna's wee Dora the Explorer bed. My sister has comandeered my room and now I'm reduced to a 2 foot long, 5 inch piece of foam in the living room. Don't mind as much as my back (it really hates it cause god damn can you say uncomfortable) but I get to stay up really late.
My god. I'm reading this and thinking I sound like a 2 year old or something. gah.