Spring break plans (woo-hoo ( Read more... )

Am off on a speech tournament. Behave yourselves, kiddos.

So yeah, my persuasive speech outline is perhaps the worst thing I've ever written. Maybe excerpts for you someday if I decide to show you my idiocy.

But it is done and I can sleep now, or crawl under a rock and die. Three and a half hours before I have to get up for class, yay...

Har, I seriously screwed myself over scheduling for the fall semester. There are about three classes I can take in the spring toward my general education requirements-I need at least five. I am so frustrated with myself I could vomit ( Read more... )

Oh, good heavens. I never ever update anymore, so when I do I have all these things to share and can't organize my brains to make it at all coherent. Let's break it down (yo ( Read more... )

Friends, the weather has been so gorgeous lately. After Friday's rainstorms it's cooled down significantly, but all last week it was warm and sunny, and now it's still sunny and clear and windy. I can't wait for the leaves to start budding; I can already hear the bees and smell the sun-warmed grass. The changing of the seasons does something ( Read more... )

All day I have wanted to do absolutely nothing, being still tired and disheveled and weak from two solid days of standing and stressing and undereating and undersleeping. So even though I had a lot to do today, I really didn't actually get much of anything done. I have, however, pretty much focused in the topic of my argument for tomorrow's mock ( Read more... )

States! Augh!

See you Sunday.

I think I've gotten about four new knots in my already Boy-Scout-rope back in the past week. Eugh.

Why am I still up? Oh yes. Debate case and Hamlet response paper. Hahaha. I am so incoherent. And I keep hitting "Ctrl S" out of habit. And now the cat is lying on my arm. I am so incoherent. Uncle-father and aunt-mother, hahaha ( Read more... )

My goodness, can I get any more emo? Everything that I thought was all wrong is absolutely fine, as it usually seems to turn out. For crying out loud, someone get this girl a glass of sunshine. Or a caffiene IV, since she's going to be up all night trying to finish writing her case.

(Insert maniacal laughter here.)

Another long day. Hamlet like ( Read more... )