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[music| Lauryn Hill... ]
I've got my French exam tonight at 7pm... just starting to study now, of course. The day I start studying for an exam more than 12 hours before I'm expected in class will be the day Skittles truly do rain down upon the earth. I'm not even that keen on Skittles, to be honest. Besides, I'm not sure if the Five Second Rule applies to candy that falls out of the sky.
My English 221 exam is tomorrow afternoon, which means that when I get home from French (at around 10pm) I will be greeted by unread greats such as Woolf, Swift, Joyce and Tennyson... and a read-far-too-many-times Wilde. Hopefully there will be an essay topic somewhere along the lines of, "please discuss why Oscar Wilde is so totally awesome." Some literature major I will be. It's not because I don't care about the rest of the gang, it's just that... well... how am I supposed to pencil 300 years of literary history into my busy schedual of sleeping, record shopping, Starbucks drinking and sitting around doing nothing?
On that note, I'll head back to the books, tea in one hand, pencil in the other, and hopes for passing floating somewhere in the back of my wee brain.
Fast Thursday to Sunday, methinks. Jesus died for somebody's sins, but not mine. He died so I could eat too much chocolate. Thanks, J-man.
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[music| Lauryn Hill... ]
I've got my French exam tonight at 7pm... just starting to study now, of course. The day I start studying for an exam more than 12 hours before I'm expected in class will be the day Skittles truly do rain down upon the earth. I'm not even that keen on Skittles, to be honest. Besides, I'm not sure if the Five Second Rule applies to candy that falls out of the sky.
My English 221 exam is tomorrow afternoon, which means that when I get home from French (at around 10pm) I will be greeted by unread greats such as Woolf, Swift, Joyce and Tennyson... and a read-far-too-many-times Wilde. Hopefully there will be an essay topic somewhere along the lines of, "please discuss why Oscar Wilde is so totally awesome." Some literature major I will be. It's not because I don't care about the rest of the gang, it's just that... well... how am I supposed to pencil 300 years of literary history into my busy schedual of sleeping, record shopping, Starbucks drinking and sitting around doing nothing?
On that note, I'll head back to the books, tea in one hand, pencil in the other, and hopes for passing floating somewhere in the back of my wee brain.
Fast Thursday to Sunday, methinks. Jesus died for somebody's sins, but not mine. He died so I could eat too much chocolate. Thanks, J-man.