in the library...
as per usual... i have several papers to write, and i'm writing in my livejournal. it makes perfect sense to me.
work sucks. i actually want to stab myself in the eye whenever i'm there. i actually count the minutes between breaks and scream for joy when i get in my car to go home (which is usually around 11 or 12). sucktastic.
brian is doing better. his eye is starting to open! that means he won't be completely against going to movies now lol. he kept sayin how he didn't want to see a new movie with only one good eye. i say bollocks to him :-P but he's improving, so that's always a good sign.
only a week and a half left of the semester. classes end on the 10th. my last final is on the 17th. and i don't think i'm failing any of my classes... so woohoo! goal for the semester: reached. we'll see how i do on all my finals/papers that i don't feel like writing.
i am a MASTER at procrastinating. i should get an award.
somehow... i've lost a couple pounds. clearly no one can tell (except my bathroom scale) and i'll probably gain it all back when i start going to the gym again (funny how life works sometimes), but i just thought i'd throw that out there, for lack of anything else to write about.
i got my hair cut on sunday. it looks pretty kickass. it makes me feel like a rockstar. it's amazing what a good haircut can do for a person's confidence. now all i need to do is actually go out and put that confidence to good use.
i hate my cell phone. the end.
work sucks. i actually want to stab myself in the eye whenever i'm there. i actually count the minutes between breaks and scream for joy when i get in my car to go home (which is usually around 11 or 12). sucktastic.
brian is doing better. his eye is starting to open! that means he won't be completely against going to movies now lol. he kept sayin how he didn't want to see a new movie with only one good eye. i say bollocks to him :-P but he's improving, so that's always a good sign.
only a week and a half left of the semester. classes end on the 10th. my last final is on the 17th. and i don't think i'm failing any of my classes... so woohoo! goal for the semester: reached. we'll see how i do on all my finals/papers that i don't feel like writing.
i am a MASTER at procrastinating. i should get an award.
somehow... i've lost a couple pounds. clearly no one can tell (except my bathroom scale) and i'll probably gain it all back when i start going to the gym again (funny how life works sometimes), but i just thought i'd throw that out there, for lack of anything else to write about.
i got my hair cut on sunday. it looks pretty kickass. it makes me feel like a rockstar. it's amazing what a good haircut can do for a person's confidence. now all i need to do is actually go out and put that confidence to good use.
i hate my cell phone. the end.