Poll Summer...  
This is the first September that I'm not all happy to be going back to school, having graduated and all.

Depression sucks.

...I knew this already. Yet I bought an espresso brownie anyways. Because, hey! It's a brownie! How can you go wrong with a brownie? And an espresso brownie yet! Sounds like caffinated goodness.

But it's not.

It wasn't as stomach-turningly disgusting as that maple-pecan scone I got one time, but it was definitely a let down.

I've been at school for almost 24 hours now ( Read more... )

Got all dolled up today because after my creative writing class we were all going to go out for drinks. We did, and it was really fun, and I left at the same time as Joe (had a crush on him) and just before we parted ways, I asked him straight up, "So do you want to go on a date sometime ( Read more... )

Yay, I won the
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I just spent frikkin' $300 at the hair salon. And that was after I used the gift certificate my mom gave me for my birthday. My hair looks great... but GAH!!! I was not expecting to have to pay that much. My sister got her hair done Wednesday, she got colour and a cut, and she bought some conditioner, and she only had to pay $44 extra. I got ( Read more... )

I REALLY need to work on my essay for my American History course. The prof's not accepting them after tomorrow. I also have an essay for my History and Film class that I haven't started. And I haven't actually dropped my Renaissance History class yet. I NEED to do that tomorrow.

Other things I need to do: deposit my paycheques, pay my library fine ( Read more... )

I also hate the stupid 2% per day late penalty. It's so insignificant. If it were 10% a day like it was in highschool I would probably be much more studious.

What I'm saying is that I have an essay that was due Monday, an annotated bibliography and essay outline that was due last week, and an essay that's due on the 13th that I haven't even started ( Read more... )

There's this guy in my creative writing class I like, and I know he works at St. Mike's library. So when my sister had a book she had to return to St. Mike's and was putting it off because St. Mike's campus is on the other side of Queen's Park and out of her way, I was like, "I'll return it for you, maybe I'll run into Joe."

Today I don't have any ( Read more... )