life is so dumb
i know for a fact that one of her finals is done with today. i bet she'll be leaving soon. she'd hardly want to hang around campus, i somehow feel. i know she doesn't have time for random crap like psychos like me, but i can be optimistic, right? by now she might be legitimately preoccupied with someone wicked cool, anyway.
i'm beginning to calm down about finals. there's only so much i can do for psych. better to just buckle down right now, finish the 2nd draft of my paper, study arabic for a while, put all my textual references in the paper, study more arabic, play scrabble, take my exam, finish polishing my paper, drink tequila, watch desperate housewives while wishing the girl next to me were a few shades queerer and more single, read through my psych notes, read through the glossary, wake at 6 am, reread through, have some breakfast, take the test, die go to counseling and be free.
but first i'm going to have breakfast.
british rock is taking over my life.
i'm beginning to calm down about finals. there's only so much i can do for psych. better to just buckle down right now, finish the 2nd draft of my paper, study arabic for a while, put all my textual references in the paper, study more arabic, play scrabble, take my exam, finish polishing my paper, drink tequila, watch desperate housewives while wishing the girl next to me were a few shades queerer and more single, read through my psych notes, read through the glossary, wake at 6 am, reread through, have some breakfast, take the test, die go to counseling and be free.
but first i'm going to have breakfast.
british rock is taking over my life.