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big rough draft due tomorrow for Romantic Lit. Don't know what the hell I'm gonna do. Want to drop the class, but I can't. Can't believe Romantic Lit could be made this boring and downright frustrating.
fuckfuckfuckfuckityfuck
in other news, I have to get new tags for my car, which means I have to go to the Emissions Test. I'm worried that my car's not going to pass, that shit will happen, and I won't have a method of transportation for a while. poop.
Slept pretty well last night, but woke up at like 4 this morning to an Amanda-less bed. I was sad. Didn't sleep too well after that. I hope her ear feels better. She needs to get to a doctor to find out at least what's wrong with it.
I would also like to say just how much I hate iambic pentameter. No one, I repeat, NO ONE should like it. It annoys the hell out of people, and when it is thrown into a poem like a sack of kittens into a pond, it just completely ruins any chance of public understanding.
fuck, gotta go.
fuckfuckfuckfuckityfuck
in other news, I have to get new tags for my car, which means I have to go to the Emissions Test. I'm worried that my car's not going to pass, that shit will happen, and I won't have a method of transportation for a while. poop.
Slept pretty well last night, but woke up at like 4 this morning to an Amanda-less bed. I was sad. Didn't sleep too well after that. I hope her ear feels better. She needs to get to a doctor to find out at least what's wrong with it.
I would also like to say just how much I hate iambic pentameter. No one, I repeat, NO ONE should like it. It annoys the hell out of people, and when it is thrown into a poem like a sack of kittens into a pond, it just completely ruins any chance of public understanding.
fuck, gotta go.