Happy Days are Here Again?
Hi everyone,
So, car window needs to be fixed tomorrow. I was sort of sick yesterday so I didn't go to work, which meant I had the whole afternoon to get shit done. I planned the next 2 years of my life, which apparently lets me have a Psych minor along with my English major. It was a nice little surprise. I'll have more than enough credits to graduate, even with the Biochem withdrawal and underload this semester. I guess what's done is done...it's not like I could pull my ass out of that hole of failing anyway.
Friday night:
Had my concert, which was pretty good. The pirate get-up was fun. After that, went to the after party, had a shot of SoCo and played some beirut with Diet Coke with one of my buddies in After Hours. My car was broken into some time during the week. They pushed my rear window off of the track, which means I can't put it up anymore. Came back, watched the Spring Porn (PiratesXXX) with some friends, which was amusing. Had an argument with Matt because I drank and I'm a hypocrite...I give him shit for even doing anything with alcohol, and I went and had a shot at the party. Vow to never drink again. Passed out from exhaustion.
Saturday:
Met the girls that I'm living with next year, and then spent the rest of the afternoon doing who knows what...I can't even remember. Probably feeling like shit from the night before...Anyway, watched Walk the Line with friends. Matt liked it and actually downloaded Live in Folsom Prison. I love him.
Sunday:
Studied? Hung out? No clue.
I need sleep. I am so tired. I have an exam Thursday morning, need to get my car fixed, need to have a life. Declared my major today...my advisor is kickass...really nice.
I have a Prefrosh, but she's with Flannery right now, so I guess I'll just wait until they get back.
Love,
Sharon
So, car window needs to be fixed tomorrow. I was sort of sick yesterday so I didn't go to work, which meant I had the whole afternoon to get shit done. I planned the next 2 years of my life, which apparently lets me have a Psych minor along with my English major. It was a nice little surprise. I'll have more than enough credits to graduate, even with the Biochem withdrawal and underload this semester. I guess what's done is done...it's not like I could pull my ass out of that hole of failing anyway.
Friday night:
Had my concert, which was pretty good. The pirate get-up was fun. After that, went to the after party, had a shot of SoCo and played some beirut with Diet Coke with one of my buddies in After Hours. My car was broken into some time during the week. They pushed my rear window off of the track, which means I can't put it up anymore. Came back, watched the Spring Porn (PiratesXXX) with some friends, which was amusing. Had an argument with Matt because I drank and I'm a hypocrite...I give him shit for even doing anything with alcohol, and I went and had a shot at the party. Vow to never drink again. Passed out from exhaustion.
Saturday:
Met the girls that I'm living with next year, and then spent the rest of the afternoon doing who knows what...I can't even remember. Probably feeling like shit from the night before...Anyway, watched Walk the Line with friends. Matt liked it and actually downloaded Live in Folsom Prison. I love him.
Sunday:
Studied? Hung out? No clue.
I need sleep. I am so tired. I have an exam Thursday morning, need to get my car fixed, need to have a life. Declared my major today...my advisor is kickass...really nice.
I have a Prefrosh, but she's with Flannery right now, so I guess I'll just wait until they get back.
Love,
Sharon