fuck philosophy, spawn of the devil
Today was an interesting day that started off completely shitty and ended up being pretty ok even though I had to write the stupidest fucking paper ever. I will forever hold a special place in my heart for philosophy (especially Descartes) that is filled with bitterness and utter hatred. Dramatic, i know, but go with it. I am definitely glad Cecily and I had to write it together, because that made it a lot more fun. Also, the six-pack of those adorable, baby diet Dr. Peppers helped too. It is now 6:18 in the morning, so I think I will go to bed for a few hours. Good night all. :)