Two days of madness
Yesterday . . . work was the shittiest day of work I've ever had at Starbucks. I almost walked out. But I won't get into it because I feel like I've whined to everyone about it, and I'm over it now. Class was meh, then in the evening I did my photoshoot with Jessye, went for a walk, then
FINALLY started my paper for Honors at around 12:30am with Diana, Shaunagh, Lucy, and Samantha. It was slow going. My paper is about as "poopy" as it gets, and it took me until like 3am to write because we kept doing things like . . . .learning the Soulja Boy Dance:
I finished, though, and crawled into bed around five am only to get up at eight for editing, printing, and class. Was nearly falling asleep all through Brit Lit until I started chugging red bull for the first time since last spring. Old habits die hard! Honors was okay; I love discussions, though I sort of wish we had a smaller class for it.
Skipped my comedy class because I was BADLY in need of a nap and had to be at work at 4pm. So me and Heather went and laid out on the Common with 75% of Boston. David, Jessica, Lexi, and some of the other MTs showed up and played frisbee. I napped a bit, listened to my iPod. Two guys came over to flirt with Heather (and me, I guess), but it was just kinda awkward. Afterwards, I yelled over to Papa Packman to thank him for giving us our freedom and all he could do was yell back "creepers!" Then suddenly Amanda and Jessye appeared from two different directions, and then Jessica and David joind us, and I wanted to cry. We got back to Europe now, kthxbye.
Work was okay. Now I am eating pretzels. The end.
FINALLY started my paper for Honors at around 12:30am with Diana, Shaunagh, Lucy, and Samantha. It was slow going. My paper is about as "poopy" as it gets, and it took me until like 3am to write because we kept doing things like . . . .learning the Soulja Boy Dance:
I finished, though, and crawled into bed around five am only to get up at eight for editing, printing, and class. Was nearly falling asleep all through Brit Lit until I started chugging red bull for the first time since last spring. Old habits die hard! Honors was okay; I love discussions, though I sort of wish we had a smaller class for it.
Skipped my comedy class because I was BADLY in need of a nap and had to be at work at 4pm. So me and Heather went and laid out on the Common with 75% of Boston. David, Jessica, Lexi, and some of the other MTs showed up and played frisbee. I napped a bit, listened to my iPod. Two guys came over to flirt with Heather (and me, I guess), but it was just kinda awkward. Afterwards, I yelled over to Papa Packman to thank him for giving us our freedom and all he could do was yell back "creepers!" Then suddenly Amanda and Jessye appeared from two different directions, and then Jessica and David joind us, and I wanted to cry. We got back to Europe now, kthxbye.
Work was okay. Now I am eating pretzels. The end.