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Math will be the death of us all. My entire class today was pretty much staring at the whiteboard, with half of us drooling and trying not to fall asleep, and the other half whimpering and going "But I have papers due the same week as our final!" Yeah, it's no wonder that this Math class is so difficult to get: we started with 42 people trying to be in a 35 person class-we're down to 16, some of whom know they'll be lucky if they pass. Oy.
It's a bright sunshine-y day, which makes me want to go outside, but at the same time I have computer-related work I want to do. I suppose I should just take Jack, The Kestrel, and my notebook out to the porch or something. For that matter, if I go to the backyard, I could take Lucy out and do computer stuff outside. If it weren't such a walk (or if my sister liked coffee and would go with me) I'd just go hang out at Peet's for a while. I really miss where we used to live because of our location. We could cut through lots of safe neighborhoods and come out right at the shopping centers. Out where we are now, we're kind of isolated. (Or we have to cut over the creek, which makes Mom all paranoied.)
I don'r want to do homework, though I suppose I should. I'd rather go outside clean out my drawers to take stock of my spring/summer clothes.
I'll go do something for real now and stop just talking about doing something.
Also...I need to come up with a logical scene progression for my play. *adds that to To-Do list*
It's a bright sunshine-y day, which makes me want to go outside, but at the same time I have computer-related work I want to do. I suppose I should just take Jack, The Kestrel, and my notebook out to the porch or something. For that matter, if I go to the backyard, I could take Lucy out and do computer stuff outside. If it weren't such a walk (or if my sister liked coffee and would go with me) I'd just go hang out at Peet's for a while. I really miss where we used to live because of our location. We could cut through lots of safe neighborhoods and come out right at the shopping centers. Out where we are now, we're kind of isolated. (Or we have to cut over the creek, which makes Mom all paranoied.)
I don'r want to do homework, though I suppose I should. I'd rather go outside clean out my drawers to take stock of my spring/summer clothes.
I'll go do something for real now and stop just talking about doing something.
Also...I need to come up with a logical scene progression for my play. *adds that to To-Do list*