DAMN YOU GENTRY!
No one is around to talk to, so I'm going to use my 15 minute brain break to update.
I'm sure everybody has gotten enough bitching and whining from me....BUT WHO THE HELL SCHEDULES A MIDTERM THE FRIDAY OF SPRING BREAK AT 1:30?!! Apparently Dr. Gentry...I would hate her a lot more at this point if she wasn't so damn cool. And it's even worse because I am on such good terms with her, I am not wanting to fuck this midterm up. I guess I value her opinion a lot and I don't want to disappoint. I realize sucking up to a teacher is very high school...but I need some people to help me write recommendations to get into graduate school, right? :-P 4 midterms in the span of a week can really tire a gal out, lemme tell ya!
La la la. I keep daydreaming about the wonderful days that lay ahead. MAC Makeover tomorrow with my lovely roommate Kat (I love getting pampered like the girl that I am), hopefully lots of drinking, college family dinner...can't wait to get home to my family and friends...I have missed them so much it hurts! And then 4 lovely long days in Port A on the beach getting a killer tan....I can't wait to just lay there with no worries, no stress, no nothing!!! Oh man it's all so close I can barely sit still in this chair.
Oh wait, that's my A.D.D. kicking in. Damnit.
Oh yeah...today I found out that a bomb exploded on a bus in Madrid...and this bus just so happens to be a bus that Stefan's suitemate (Tyson who is obviously abroad) takes everyday to get to class...luckily the bus exploded before Tyson's stop, but had twenty minutes gone by, there is a HUGE chance that Tyson may not still be alive. I am so spooked by this thought. It made me so thankful that he was alive, and in a weird way, that I'm alive. As .... pessimistic and as dark as this sounds .... it reminded me that at any given moment, your entire life can completely change...or be taken away from you. Freaky.
I'm just really thankful. Okay, I'm out like Cody in dodge ball. Hehehehe....
I'm sure everybody has gotten enough bitching and whining from me....BUT WHO THE HELL SCHEDULES A MIDTERM THE FRIDAY OF SPRING BREAK AT 1:30?!! Apparently Dr. Gentry...I would hate her a lot more at this point if she wasn't so damn cool. And it's even worse because I am on such good terms with her, I am not wanting to fuck this midterm up. I guess I value her opinion a lot and I don't want to disappoint. I realize sucking up to a teacher is very high school...but I need some people to help me write recommendations to get into graduate school, right? :-P 4 midterms in the span of a week can really tire a gal out, lemme tell ya!
La la la. I keep daydreaming about the wonderful days that lay ahead. MAC Makeover tomorrow with my lovely roommate Kat (I love getting pampered like the girl that I am), hopefully lots of drinking, college family dinner...can't wait to get home to my family and friends...I have missed them so much it hurts! And then 4 lovely long days in Port A on the beach getting a killer tan....I can't wait to just lay there with no worries, no stress, no nothing!!! Oh man it's all so close I can barely sit still in this chair.
Oh wait, that's my A.D.D. kicking in. Damnit.
Oh yeah...today I found out that a bomb exploded on a bus in Madrid...and this bus just so happens to be a bus that Stefan's suitemate (Tyson who is obviously abroad) takes everyday to get to class...luckily the bus exploded before Tyson's stop, but had twenty minutes gone by, there is a HUGE chance that Tyson may not still be alive. I am so spooked by this thought. It made me so thankful that he was alive, and in a weird way, that I'm alive. As .... pessimistic and as dark as this sounds .... it reminded me that at any given moment, your entire life can completely change...or be taken away from you. Freaky.
I'm just really thankful. Okay, I'm out like Cody in dodge ball. Hehehehe....