in which I grumble a lot
With less than three weeks until I go home for the summer, I realized today that I don't know the neighborhood around campus. At all. I mean, I know streets and everything, but I know nothing about stores or restaurants or anything. I never hang out there. Hazards of living downtown. I really need to broaden my horizons.
I don't know when I'll find time to do that, however. I have 8 days of classes left. And I need to hand in a paper/project/assignment on 7 out of those 8 days. Plus, I have to go home this weekend. Passover needs to bite me. I don't have time for it.
I hate hot weather! I hate it! Why can't it just be 65 every day?
I don't know when I'll find time to do that, however. I have 8 days of classes left. And I need to hand in a paper/project/assignment on 7 out of those 8 days. Plus, I have to go home this weekend. Passover needs to bite me. I don't have time for it.
I hate hot weather! I hate it! Why can't it just be 65 every day?