Dec 18, 2005 05:31
Had my one and only final today. I was doing pretty good, up until the final essay. Then, for some reason, I started to panic and bullshit a lot, and lost focus. I basically, just wrapped it up and left because the anxiety was killing me. It's okay--I think I'm over it. Served me right; I mean, I didn't do any of the work for the last half of the class. You know, personal issues. Jennifer Miller is HELLA understanding, so it's in her hands now.
Went to Danny's after the final. Creative folk all around me. It was a nice vibe. Played Tijuana Family Fun Game, which is always nice. Hadn't played that for over a year, so it was bit of a refresher course. Sangria good, too.
Saw King Kong with Julie and Cris. A-Mazing film. Really good movies lately. That Watts girl is always a pleasure. Using always a lot, just like I used the word "trop" and "traditional" a lot in my essays for my final today--God, sometimes I just want to smack myself.
I'm no longer sore. Wasn't able to go to the gym today because of my final, Danny's party, and KONG (of the Kingly persuasion). Tomorrow, though, for sure I have to work out and sauna. I really like the sauna. Good on the pores. I've been spending the rest of my night/morning, locating things to give back to Mr. Sutherland. Of course, I can't return some of his underwear, because I've been using it as cumrags...not because I'm some weird, demented, sick, twisted pervert, but because they're dark-colored boxer shorts which--honestly--make the best rags. How many white tees do I have to ruin? Oh yeah, I'm trying to get back in touch with my raunchy self.
Big regret this week: Not talking to my sister before she left for Italy for a month. She called this morning, but I was sleeping/studying for my final. When I called back, it was too late. I miss her already.
Okay, must get a little sleep. Got brunch with Mr. Sutherland, the love of my life/best friend in the world. Let the goodtimes roll.