Fuck, fuck, fuck a duck?
So nothing has really been that amusing lately. I am in the process of doing laundry right now and its thursday. The week went by so fast. So yesterday was an awesome/terrible day. It started off by me waking up 10 minutes before I had to be at my classical myth lecture. Needless to say, I didn't go. As the day progressed it did get better though. I played tennis. It felt good even though I lost. Then there was this milk and cookie "tuck-in" on my floor in which the boys from Stuart brought us cookies. It was awful, they were all ugly and stupid. Now here comes the best part of my day. I found out that Hunter, Ryan and Deirdre are visiting me this weekend. I am so freakin' stoked. I missed them all so much and I can't wait to have a bit of home here for the weekend. Now comes the dramatic change of mood. My mom informed me that my grandma has a lump in her chest/stomach area that is more than likely cancer. I cried. I'm not that close with her and she's crazy but I still love her and it makes me upset to find out that she has the possibility of being seriously ill. Hunter called me later on and I thought I was okay and then I told him about her and he just said I'm sorry and I started tearing more. He did manage to make me feel a little bit better though.
Today was decent, Thursday is my favorite day of classes I think. I have to write a paper and read the Iliad now, then get my laundry and do math homework. That's all for now.
Today was decent, Thursday is my favorite day of classes I think. I have to write a paper and read the Iliad now, then get my laundry and do math homework. That's all for now.