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I've been studying for the last 4 hours, and I don't think I can stand to look at another flashcard, write another practice essay, or hi-lite another passage in my book. And yet, as confident as I feel, I know it's still not enough for this reprehensible exam on Tuesday. I wish I didn't have to watch the boys this week, and I wish that there wasn't so much stuff going on this weekend, and I really wish my mom was free to quiz me. I even kind of wish that Matt wasn't coming home tomorrow afternoon, because I know I'll stop studying to hang out with him once I finish up with the boys at 6.
Julian has progressively become more ridiculous than I ever thought possible. Yesterday he didn't want to wear pants, and so when I forced them on, he purposefully peed his pants! Then, when we were at the Children's Museum, he kept pulling his pants down to show people his "tushie." Today I took the gang bowling, and things were as usual, out of control. First Julian dropped a ball on my foot (it was only 6 pounds, but it still hurt like a monkey), and then decided he didn't actually want to bowl, he just wanted to play arcade games. So I gave him some quarters, and Harry and I continued bowling. Then Harry decided he'd rather play arcade games, and tried to take the money from Julian. Julian started screaming, so Harry threw a fistful of quarters at Julian. they both proceeded to throw money at each other while everyone in the bowling alley stared in shock. I yelled at Harry and told him to leave his brother alone, and picked up Julian to try to calm him down, when he bit my shoulder! Needless to say, we promptly left without finishing our last game, and I'm sure the employees were not sorry to see us go. I'm just bummed because I was actually doing really well (I got 127 the first game, 136 the second game, and I was already at 114 at the end of the 6th frame in the third game) and I doubt that will ever happen again.
But it's back to studying for Sarah before I head out to birthday celebrations.
Julian has progressively become more ridiculous than I ever thought possible. Yesterday he didn't want to wear pants, and so when I forced them on, he purposefully peed his pants! Then, when we were at the Children's Museum, he kept pulling his pants down to show people his "tushie." Today I took the gang bowling, and things were as usual, out of control. First Julian dropped a ball on my foot (it was only 6 pounds, but it still hurt like a monkey), and then decided he didn't actually want to bowl, he just wanted to play arcade games. So I gave him some quarters, and Harry and I continued bowling. Then Harry decided he'd rather play arcade games, and tried to take the money from Julian. Julian started screaming, so Harry threw a fistful of quarters at Julian. they both proceeded to throw money at each other while everyone in the bowling alley stared in shock. I yelled at Harry and told him to leave his brother alone, and picked up Julian to try to calm him down, when he bit my shoulder! Needless to say, we promptly left without finishing our last game, and I'm sure the employees were not sorry to see us go. I'm just bummed because I was actually doing really well (I got 127 the first game, 136 the second game, and I was already at 114 at the end of the 6th frame in the third game) and I doubt that will ever happen again.
But it's back to studying for Sarah before I head out to birthday celebrations.