Take me for what I am, for who I was meant to be. . .
So it turns out, sometimes life can go the way you want. That's how it's been the last week or so. I got the phone I wanted, and I go to hang out with my friends this weekend. Then yesterday I got all my stuff done that I wanted to: memorizing my monologue, getting my quotes to cite for my research paper, and I actually did my swimming homework too. Then today in drama class we "work-shopped" our monologues and I got mostly good feedback on mine thus far, but I know I need to get more comfortable with the lines and stuff. Still though, no one had anything negative to say, so that was good. Then I had my spanish class, and I got my test back, and Marie and I both got 99's on them! Woo. Then tonight I got my research paper almost completely done. That paper was almost the death of me, and I'm done with it, just a few grammatical fixes and it's all over. You have no idea how much this alleviates my stress, this paper is the biggest thing of mine this semester. By the end of next month I'll have literally no stress, everything bad will be done with.
In summary, March will be pretty cool, but April will be the shit.