some stuff
Right now, I am scanning history notes for my final Tuesday. I feel vaguely like the last person still actually doing stuff for school. That's okay right this minute though because having something to do makes me NOT think about Christmas. I have no idea what to get pretty much anybody. I hate shopping. I always come up with something, but ugh.
Elliot is happy because he has a clean cage again.
I'm SO happy to be done with my music history class if for no other reason than that I'm SICK of all the assigned listening. I deleted ALL of that stuff off my iTunes this morning. It's one thing to listen to Mozart, but "From the Grammar of Dreams" made me want to KILL myself.
No, I still don't have a major. No, I still don't like college. I don't care. I'm going to spend Christmas Break playing video games, reading only the books I want to read, and watching Dr. Who.
BTW, new Potter Puppet Pals:
Elliot is happy because he has a clean cage again.
I'm SO happy to be done with my music history class if for no other reason than that I'm SICK of all the assigned listening. I deleted ALL of that stuff off my iTunes this morning. It's one thing to listen to Mozart, but "From the Grammar of Dreams" made me want to KILL myself.
No, I still don't have a major. No, I still don't like college. I don't care. I'm going to spend Christmas Break playing video games, reading only the books I want to read, and watching Dr. Who.
BTW, new Potter Puppet Pals:
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