I arrived at my Spanish final an hour early--so early that another class was finishing up their finals, but because it was in the Auditorium I walked in, sat down and played Super Mario 64 on my DS. That was fine and dandy till I almost swore out loud on numerous occasions (from falling and bumping into those damn Goomba's.) Then it became 3:20--ten minutes before my final and this class wasn't leaving, so I panicked. Then I went out and my Professor came in and greeted me with a nice smile while I was almost hyperventilating thinking the test had been moved. Overall--I think I did okay on my final. I aced the listening portion, I know it! Of course my last day wouldn't be complete without me thinking I made a mistake--I thought I forgot to put my name on one of the answer sheets, but I emailed my professor and he said my name was on it. PHEW. Another thing--I saw, waiting outside the auditorium, this kid who was in my class last semester. Apparently he was taking Spanish as well--his crime was repeatedly trying to get on my nerves even to the point of flicking me in my arm and drawing penises on my copy of the teachers handouts. Me: *upon discovering he'd drawn a penis* Dude--if you are going to draw a penis *erasing it* at least draw a good looking one. I didn't even mean for that to be funny but the boys around me who had noticed what he'd done found my comment hysterical. I'm not sure why, I'm not a connoisseur of penises but I do prefer attractive ones. Now, to get off of that almost creepy mentioning--I spent my first day of cleaning out my room. I accomplished a lot. Yay for me.
[PS -- I might still update this one just so people don't have to switch me. but I'm still moving over to
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