Apr 10, 2007 15:27
I thought they would, under all the snow. Okay, so they're not really my violets, they're the university's. But I like to pretend that they're mine...
Just wrote my last linguistics test. They will not be missed.
I wish Mr. Munchy was here. We spent yesterday together, Mr. Munchy and I, and I miss him today. We're good friends. It's a shame our friendship won't last- it's hard to like someone when they eat you bit by bit, I suppose.
Last Class Bash is tonight (pretty much a university-sponsored drunken party). There are posters everywhere advertising it, saying "No Pants Party!!!" with a picture of some guy in his underwear wearing a cowboy hat and playing the guitar. I'm kind of worried. Glad I won't be around tonight.
I'm looking forward to going home. I'm tired of being a student. I'm tired of working all the time and being so busy. I'm even tired of playing Frisbee! (but that might be the anemia talking) Home, home, how I love you!