teenage dirtbag
is a great, great song, but it is only now that i can revere and appreciate its greatness. greatitude. whatever. but it makes me nostalgic for things i never thought i really cared for in the first place, which is something, i think. the opening guitar over the lame scratching in the background...brilliant.
anyway.
dean's date has come and gone, and both of my wretched excuses for papers are turned in on time, albeit unedited because my hands were shaking too much to type anymore. ah, fuck. i'll pass. (who am i kidding, we all know i want an "a" in those classes, but so what?)
all i have left are my HUM exam and my MOL exam (plus the national registry for EMS), then moving into shitty interim housing so i can work reunions (at least i hope i have shitty interim housing - nobody's told me anything about it yet. i could always live at the squad).
le sigh.
i can't believe this year is almost over.
anyway.
dean's date has come and gone, and both of my wretched excuses for papers are turned in on time, albeit unedited because my hands were shaking too much to type anymore. ah, fuck. i'll pass. (who am i kidding, we all know i want an "a" in those classes, but so what?)
all i have left are my HUM exam and my MOL exam (plus the national registry for EMS), then moving into shitty interim housing so i can work reunions (at least i hope i have shitty interim housing - nobody's told me anything about it yet. i could always live at the squad).
le sigh.
i can't believe this year is almost over.