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I'm drinking a warm beer in bed, working on a fairly large essay, and hating the fact that I can hear all sorts of people having fun outside. There will probably be a repeat of this tomorrow night. If it wasn't for the fucking snow day that pushed my seminar presentation to be on the same date as this essay's due date, I might have been one of those people outside.
I bought eggs two days ago, and the expiry date on the box read, "Apr 28." I usually finish the 12 eggs way before the expiry date, but if for whatever reason I don't this time, they will still be in good standing after I leave Kingston. This thought caused a sudden influx of joy in my spine; I can't fucking wait to be done with my undergraduate career. I knew what I was getting into when I signed up for seven courses, so I really have no right to complain about the stress school has put me through...but fuck. And, besides, I've almost made it. Huzzah? Huzzah.
Oh yeah. I also told an ex that I still love him...still processing that one.
I bought eggs two days ago, and the expiry date on the box read, "Apr 28." I usually finish the 12 eggs way before the expiry date, but if for whatever reason I don't this time, they will still be in good standing after I leave Kingston. This thought caused a sudden influx of joy in my spine; I can't fucking wait to be done with my undergraduate career. I knew what I was getting into when I signed up for seven courses, so I really have no right to complain about the stress school has put me through...but fuck. And, besides, I've almost made it. Huzzah? Huzzah.
Oh yeah. I also told an ex that I still love him...still processing that one.