go to hell, UofL.
bullshit. positively bullshit. the new president of UofL's inaugaration is tomorrow between noon and 3. father has to be there. the students are free from classes noon to 3. which means the only classes i have tomorrow are my ten o' clock yoga class, and my four o'clock english class. alot of the four o' clock classes from other teachers were cancelled, so certain classes wouldn't be ahead of other classes. mine, however, is the only english class of a kind. meaning, the asshole is making us come to class, and turn in our proposals for our first serious term paper. yes, Leila, you ARE growing up. obligation stains my schedule tomorrow. this means i get to have lots of fun between 11 and 4 with roshan. i guess it can't be all that bad. but i would really like to just leave campus and not have to come back for the rest of the day. sigh. double sigh. oh well, college is optional, i have dug my own hole. but Leila's trying her damndest to do well this year. reality's a bitch...
:)
but they can't take my smile...
:)
but they can't take my smile...