I will do what Peter tells me! (And I'll never question why.)
So yesterday I cried a lot and my brain leaked out my ears and it was bad.
But today was mostly better! Well, by the time comm was over, anyway. Haaaa this had better not become a pattern (of dreadful Mondays and Tuesdays alike).
Two things at the moment:
. Am super happy because I got into all the classes I wanted to take next semester - including two toward my English major and three toward the Theatre degree. (P.S. Have decided, at least for the moment, to attempt the BFA in theatre rather than just the BA because honestly, I want to more than I can say, my heart is full to bursting with wanting to do this; however it is so so many credit hours when coupled with the English BA and all my gen eds, and likely I am on a suicidal masochistic path BUT THAT'S ALL RIGHT because it's what I wanna do with MY LIFE, yo.) As at least two of them were almost closed out (we're talking one or two slots left), I was much overjoyed.
. I smell cookies. What what?! That is impossible because I am at work and there are definitely no cookies here. But I smell cookies baking. Mm.
Okay time to go home, do laundry, read some excessively boring stuff for class.
PPS, I am behind on NaNoWriMo but not too drastically! I can catch up perhaps tomorrow.
PPPS, I am going to fail my biology lab because I am an incompetant nitwit, tra la!
PPPPS, I have had at least three occurances of random group singings of Rufus Wainwright's "Hallelujah" in the past two days, score.
But today was mostly better! Well, by the time comm was over, anyway. Haaaa this had better not become a pattern (of dreadful Mondays and Tuesdays alike).
Two things at the moment:
. Am super happy because I got into all the classes I wanted to take next semester - including two toward my English major and three toward the Theatre degree. (P.S. Have decided, at least for the moment, to attempt the BFA in theatre rather than just the BA because honestly, I want to more than I can say, my heart is full to bursting with wanting to do this; however it is so so many credit hours when coupled with the English BA and all my gen eds, and likely I am on a suicidal masochistic path BUT THAT'S ALL RIGHT because it's what I wanna do with MY LIFE, yo.) As at least two of them were almost closed out (we're talking one or two slots left), I was much overjoyed.
. I smell cookies. What what?! That is impossible because I am at work and there are definitely no cookies here. But I smell cookies baking. Mm.
Okay time to go home, do laundry, read some excessively boring stuff for class.
PPS, I am behind on NaNoWriMo but not too drastically! I can catch up perhaps tomorrow.
PPPS, I am going to fail my biology lab because I am an incompetant nitwit, tra la!
PPPPS, I have had at least three occurances of random group singings of Rufus Wainwright's "Hallelujah" in the past two days, score.