Where did my life go again? I can't seem to find it around here...
After many solitary hours spent banging my head against the wall and actually paying attention in class, (a thing I seem to be doing increasingly well these days, much to my own disturbed amusement) I have come up with a subject to write about for my Observations paper. I'm not pleased to announce that it was the idea of the teacher. I am, however, pleased to announce that my plan involves having only taken one full (front and back) sheet of notes on my location and embellishing the rest with long, wordy sentences forged by the use of my thesaurus and my great intellect alone, in true Jessica fashion. My subject is the local library. Fascinating, I know.
For some reason, I guess my brain is working me up to this task. I seem to be exceptionally wordy today. The upside to this is that, while the iron is hot, I plan to strike and use some of this lengthy explanativeness to my advantage in a chapter of fanfiction. This shall please me greatly. But not, of course, until after I have done my homework.
Here's part of the sadness that is the life of the Jessica these days. Yesterday, knowing full well that the weekend belonged solely to me, that we have no plans or anything special to do, this is what I did with my Friday night: left campus, came home to grab a piece of mail for address verification, went to the library, got a library card and borrowed a movie with it, came back home, and proceeded to do homework. HOMEWORK!! STUDYING ON FRIDAY NIGHT!!!! How sad can my life get, I ask you?!?!
I know what you're thinking too. You're thinking, "Well, yeah, but you rented a movie, right? That's not so bad..." Yeah, but you don't know what I rented or why. I rented Amistad because there's a scholarship for it online that you can qualify for if you take a quiz about it. I'm sinking deeper and deeper into the bowels of dorkiness and there is no escape. I should just don the pocket protectors now because it's only going downhill from here.
In the mean time, because I have decided that resistance is futile (Oh Jesus! HELP!), I am currently reading The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams. I've read it before, but I never finished the series. Since my brother has all the books in one convenient volume, I have decided to re-read the first and second books before continuing out to the end of the series. God help us all by the time I'm done. If I'm not laughing like a nerd, dressing like a nerd, and using pocket protectors by then, well, there may be some hope for me after all.
For some reason, I guess my brain is working me up to this task. I seem to be exceptionally wordy today. The upside to this is that, while the iron is hot, I plan to strike and use some of this lengthy explanativeness to my advantage in a chapter of fanfiction. This shall please me greatly. But not, of course, until after I have done my homework.
Here's part of the sadness that is the life of the Jessica these days. Yesterday, knowing full well that the weekend belonged solely to me, that we have no plans or anything special to do, this is what I did with my Friday night: left campus, came home to grab a piece of mail for address verification, went to the library, got a library card and borrowed a movie with it, came back home, and proceeded to do homework. HOMEWORK!! STUDYING ON FRIDAY NIGHT!!!! How sad can my life get, I ask you?!?!
I know what you're thinking too. You're thinking, "Well, yeah, but you rented a movie, right? That's not so bad..." Yeah, but you don't know what I rented or why. I rented Amistad because there's a scholarship for it online that you can qualify for if you take a quiz about it. I'm sinking deeper and deeper into the bowels of dorkiness and there is no escape. I should just don the pocket protectors now because it's only going downhill from here.
In the mean time, because I have decided that resistance is futile (Oh Jesus! HELP!), I am currently reading The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams. I've read it before, but I never finished the series. Since my brother has all the books in one convenient volume, I have decided to re-read the first and second books before continuing out to the end of the series. God help us all by the time I'm done. If I'm not laughing like a nerd, dressing like a nerd, and using pocket protectors by then, well, there may be some hope for me after all.