I didn't mean it
History Midterm today. It's 30% of my grade. I'm going to leave it wishing it'd never existed. I'm ready. Holler back Eugene V. Debs.
Wow. Not much has happened. Been hanging out much more with our Stack 6 companions. Realized that next year is going to suck hardcore without them only a flight or two of stairs away. Me and Pars went out for coffee last night at Starbucks. It was adorable. We walked there and back. Talked for seriously like 3 hours. I love that girl. She's gonna visit all the time. Summer, Fall, Winter, Spring, and then next Summer as well. Pars = my life.
This past week. Or, rather, since Saturday-ish, has been the worst week ever. Stressful, annoying, bothersome, aching, gay. It's just been overall lame. Everyone is getting on my nerves (minus a few people) and then my history midterm today. I really should be getting ready to go/looking over my notes again. Hmm. Nope, I'm still pretty damned confident in all the info I taught myself yesterday and last night. I'm only really concerned about the Breadgivers Essay we have to right, seeing as I didn't finish the book. But it's not like it's going to be THAT difficult, our Prof practically gave OUT the thesis and answers in a discussion during class on Tuesday's review session.
Christy and Dad are going to Mexico this weekend. Holler. That's cool. I kinda wish I was going, but not really at the same time. Mexico is kind of dirty. I never really had a desire to go to Mexico. I'm more of a Europe/overseas girl. One day I'll be one, too, just you wait.
Yesterday, my Italian Soda exploded all over my hand in Red Square, on our way back to the dorm. And I had no napkins. It was hilarious to say the least. HILARIOUS.
Not really nervous for this test actually. I really think I'm going to do well. Confident, is probably the best word to use. Yes.
Have a good day, good weekend, etc.
lovelove.
Wow. Not much has happened. Been hanging out much more with our Stack 6 companions. Realized that next year is going to suck hardcore without them only a flight or two of stairs away. Me and Pars went out for coffee last night at Starbucks. It was adorable. We walked there and back. Talked for seriously like 3 hours. I love that girl. She's gonna visit all the time. Summer, Fall, Winter, Spring, and then next Summer as well. Pars = my life.
This past week. Or, rather, since Saturday-ish, has been the worst week ever. Stressful, annoying, bothersome, aching, gay. It's just been overall lame. Everyone is getting on my nerves (minus a few people) and then my history midterm today. I really should be getting ready to go/looking over my notes again. Hmm. Nope, I'm still pretty damned confident in all the info I taught myself yesterday and last night. I'm only really concerned about the Breadgivers Essay we have to right, seeing as I didn't finish the book. But it's not like it's going to be THAT difficult, our Prof practically gave OUT the thesis and answers in a discussion during class on Tuesday's review session.
Christy and Dad are going to Mexico this weekend. Holler. That's cool. I kinda wish I was going, but not really at the same time. Mexico is kind of dirty. I never really had a desire to go to Mexico. I'm more of a Europe/overseas girl. One day I'll be one, too, just you wait.
Yesterday, my Italian Soda exploded all over my hand in Red Square, on our way back to the dorm. And I had no napkins. It was hilarious to say the least. HILARIOUS.
Not really nervous for this test actually. I really think I'm going to do well. Confident, is probably the best word to use. Yes.
Have a good day, good weekend, etc.
lovelove.