Mondays...
Remind me never to hang out in Bookbinders/Starbucks area again. I'd rather eat with just the Rower, we're BFFs anyway. Actually next Monday I'll probably just hang out in the Hedgecock, since no one is ever there, hence less awk-ness.
This smooth jazz is so annoying, I'm going to drill a hole in my head pretty soon. Five minutes is enough for me. Fuck you, Starbucks.
I'm so fucking bored, I can't wait to just go to German class. I don't want to go to English though. Boooooring. If this turns out like every other class we've had so far, as in every time we finish one stupid thing we sit around for 15 minutes while she figures out what to do next I'll leave. I swear. I have better things to do, like homework for every other class besides hers. Ugh.
This smooth jazz is so annoying, I'm going to drill a hole in my head pretty soon. Five minutes is enough for me. Fuck you, Starbucks.
I'm so fucking bored, I can't wait to just go to German class. I don't want to go to English though. Boooooring. If this turns out like every other class we've had so far, as in every time we finish one stupid thing we sit around for 15 minutes while she figures out what to do next I'll leave. I swear. I have better things to do, like homework for every other class besides hers. Ugh.