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so i'm pretty much just sitting in class waiting to die...literally...because this test is going to kill me. i suck at excel. it's like the most retarded program ever invented. fuck excel, that's what i say.
work was not crap today. i finally got my back adjusted, sort of, and feel much better now. i can finally bend to the left. driving long distances is not good for your body.
driving, oh yes, i drove to the coast this past weekend with eric and aiden. we all had a smashing good time. we ate a lot of food, spent more money than we should have (it cost effing 31.95 for the two of us to bowl for one hour), and just in general took it easy.
i've come to accept that i won't be through with school til i'm 27. i have to keep reminding myself that it will all be worth it when i take my last exams and graduate with my masters.
where the hell is everybody? class is starting in ten minutes and nobody is here, except for this guy that i know isn't in this class at all. he's sitting like one computer over, and at random moments he starts singing. yeah....good times.
i'm tired. tonight i must watch the graduate so i can start my movie critique that my teacher will inevitably make me read aloud to the class so she can further embarrass me by bragging too much and pissing off other students that envy my sweet writing skills. i'm not kidding about this. i actually hate it because the pressure is on to write a better paper each time because my teacher and classmates seem to expect more out of me.
sometimes, i wish i was content to be a slacker.
work was not crap today. i finally got my back adjusted, sort of, and feel much better now. i can finally bend to the left. driving long distances is not good for your body.
driving, oh yes, i drove to the coast this past weekend with eric and aiden. we all had a smashing good time. we ate a lot of food, spent more money than we should have (it cost effing 31.95 for the two of us to bowl for one hour), and just in general took it easy.
i've come to accept that i won't be through with school til i'm 27. i have to keep reminding myself that it will all be worth it when i take my last exams and graduate with my masters.
where the hell is everybody? class is starting in ten minutes and nobody is here, except for this guy that i know isn't in this class at all. he's sitting like one computer over, and at random moments he starts singing. yeah....good times.
i'm tired. tonight i must watch the graduate so i can start my movie critique that my teacher will inevitably make me read aloud to the class so she can further embarrass me by bragging too much and pissing off other students that envy my sweet writing skills. i'm not kidding about this. i actually hate it because the pressure is on to write a better paper each time because my teacher and classmates seem to expect more out of me.
sometimes, i wish i was content to be a slacker.