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Done my last class for the year as of 7PM, w00t. True to form, Ted provided snacks and booze. I always forget how good mikan are until I'm eating one, so then I want another, and another... and now my fingertips are orange. Ah.
During a presentation today, someone was talking about kuroko and brought up Samurai Sentai Shinkenger. "Sentai is kinda like Power Rangers, except if you say that to a Sentai fan, they will flip out at you." I swear half the class looked at me. (I just smiled and nodded, because if I'm going to have some kind of a reputation, that is at least fairly apt.)
Gave that guy I have a crush on that drawing I did of him mainly because I felt like a guilty little creeper keeping it around. I kinda went back and forth (...for months) over whether or not to actually give it to him, and I'm still not 100% convinced it was the best idea, but he really liked it or at least said he did and I guess in the end that's good enough for me. (I reserve the right to change my mind if he stops talking to me or something. IDK.)
Aaaaaand turns out Little Bro has pneumonia, so I'm trying to not freak out. I mean, it's early and he's young and resillient, so he'll be fine. But, ah. I looked up what exactly pneumonia is and I got as far as "fluid in the lungs" and I swear I'm having flashbacks to nine years ago.
In conclusion, having one of those moments where I feel like I cannot deal with my life right now. I guess that is what sleep is for.
During a presentation today, someone was talking about kuroko and brought up Samurai Sentai Shinkenger. "Sentai is kinda like Power Rangers, except if you say that to a Sentai fan, they will flip out at you." I swear half the class looked at me. (I just smiled and nodded, because if I'm going to have some kind of a reputation, that is at least fairly apt.)
Gave that guy I have a crush on that drawing I did of him mainly because I felt like a guilty little creeper keeping it around. I kinda went back and forth (...for months) over whether or not to actually give it to him, and I'm still not 100% convinced it was the best idea, but he really liked it or at least said he did and I guess in the end that's good enough for me. (I reserve the right to change my mind if he stops talking to me or something. IDK.)
Aaaaaand turns out Little Bro has pneumonia, so I'm trying to not freak out. I mean, it's early and he's young and resillient, so he'll be fine. But, ah. I looked up what exactly pneumonia is and I got as far as "fluid in the lungs" and I swear I'm having flashbacks to nine years ago.
In conclusion, having one of those moments where I feel like I cannot deal with my life right now. I guess that is what sleep is for.