um... um... um...
oh my god i feel crazy! my mind is like... like... zoom! i don't even know.
i got a letter of recommendation from my Writing for Mass Communications professor but i can't read it. i can't read it, i can't take it out of the envelope. i broke the seal on the big, white envelope he put it in and put my hand in and felt the paper and saw the Hartford Courant letterhead and couldn't pull it out. it probably says nice things. it probably says too nice things. i can't read it. oh well, i'll just send it without reading it.
i presented my Language and Culture video today. it was about protest language. it sucked a lot. but it's done so i guess that's good.
Jess and i saw shooting stars, we went to a play called References to Salvador Dali Make Me Hot, but not in that order. the day before Dana and i went to the Queen for some hookah. it tasted like cold smoke, not good or warm like usual. we paid and left. we went to Steak 'n Egg.
oh, it's almost finals. oh, fie. or something. oh, something.
man, i don't want this year to end yet! hang on, hang on, still three weeks. still some time. still something. ugh, something. it's always so vague. eh, whatever, i've got something.
i got a letter of recommendation from my Writing for Mass Communications professor but i can't read it. i can't read it, i can't take it out of the envelope. i broke the seal on the big, white envelope he put it in and put my hand in and felt the paper and saw the Hartford Courant letterhead and couldn't pull it out. it probably says nice things. it probably says too nice things. i can't read it. oh well, i'll just send it without reading it.
i presented my Language and Culture video today. it was about protest language. it sucked a lot. but it's done so i guess that's good.
Jess and i saw shooting stars, we went to a play called References to Salvador Dali Make Me Hot, but not in that order. the day before Dana and i went to the Queen for some hookah. it tasted like cold smoke, not good or warm like usual. we paid and left. we went to Steak 'n Egg.
oh, it's almost finals. oh, fie. or something. oh, something.
man, i don't want this year to end yet! hang on, hang on, still three weeks. still some time. still something. ugh, something. it's always so vague. eh, whatever, i've got something.