I got so bored I cried
No, not really but I've been backed into my lj corner and won't leave till there's something else to do.
You know, I really hope next week the physical therapists says I'm strong enough and can go running. I just REALLY REALLY REALLY wanted to lose this gut by summer and although it hasn't gotten bigger it's stuck at BIG. I would like a medium sized gut, at least, you know? Something that I can carry around without worrying about it.
So finals week is officially in two weeks. It's my favorite time of the year, personally, since everyone gets crazy and studies. I just have to keep my head up in this one class. I'm even doing extra credit for it, which is kind of big since I really hate doing extra credit but I don't have a choice anymore.
Well, there are worse things in life.
(Speaking of classes, I am now and forever swearing off any web surfing before class time. I cannot begin to list the times I tell myself "Ok, just download this chapter and I'm out!" and then gotten to class twenty minutes later. It isn't cool self! If you had to tell the truth and someone asked why you were late, I don't think saying "Reading some boy on boy loving" would be cool. No. Don't think so AT ALL.)
Yeah, finals week! I have great memories of it, besides the frantic studying. I remember the late night runs to restaurants/drive thrus, staying up watching movies, finding something else to do, coffee and cookies, and just general wackiness.
I'm really glad it's almost over too. I just want to go home and lay in bed, in my bed without any distractions, play some games and just stay home. I'm not going to lie, I feel a little sad sometimes but it's to be expected, right? Not too much to do except just kind of pick myself up and move forward.
I also don't have the guts to call my cousin and ask what they did to my dad's ashes. This makes me a pussy so I'm going to call her next week when I can muster up the courage.
Oh, and on a current event wave, what's up with the swine flu? Hahaha, that's all I have. I'm going to hide my rotten girl self until that new chapter comes out.
You know, I really hope next week the physical therapists says I'm strong enough and can go running. I just REALLY REALLY REALLY wanted to lose this gut by summer and although it hasn't gotten bigger it's stuck at BIG. I would like a medium sized gut, at least, you know? Something that I can carry around without worrying about it.
So finals week is officially in two weeks. It's my favorite time of the year, personally, since everyone gets crazy and studies. I just have to keep my head up in this one class. I'm even doing extra credit for it, which is kind of big since I really hate doing extra credit but I don't have a choice anymore.
Well, there are worse things in life.
(Speaking of classes, I am now and forever swearing off any web surfing before class time. I cannot begin to list the times I tell myself "Ok, just download this chapter and I'm out!" and then gotten to class twenty minutes later. It isn't cool self! If you had to tell the truth and someone asked why you were late, I don't think saying "Reading some boy on boy loving" would be cool. No. Don't think so AT ALL.)
Yeah, finals week! I have great memories of it, besides the frantic studying. I remember the late night runs to restaurants/drive thrus, staying up watching movies, finding something else to do, coffee and cookies, and just general wackiness.
I'm really glad it's almost over too. I just want to go home and lay in bed, in my bed without any distractions, play some games and just stay home. I'm not going to lie, I feel a little sad sometimes but it's to be expected, right? Not too much to do except just kind of pick myself up and move forward.
I also don't have the guts to call my cousin and ask what they did to my dad's ashes. This makes me a pussy so I'm going to call her next week when I can muster up the courage.
Oh, and on a current event wave, what's up with the swine flu? Hahaha, that's all I have. I'm going to hide my rotten girl self until that new chapter comes out.