Midterm = bombed ( Read more... )

And while I'm not on the subject ( Read more... )

3:45 am, Tuesday night/Wednesday morning. Studying in hopes that I won't completely bomb my PsL midterm, like I bombed (or am certain to bomb) my Computational Linguistics assignment.

Ugh, little's really going my way lately. And though they help, it's going to take more than hugs to get me out of this rut.

Ugh, back to studying...

Alright, tons of work to do tonight ( Read more... )

Und dann hab ich zweimal verloren...

ich fühle mich ein verlierer. total, ehelich.

93...
94...
95...
SEEEEEEECHSundneunzig!!!

Muss ja Fußball spielen... Bin heute total bereit zu gewinnen.

Hit me like a brick today... I don't have enough time to do what needs to be done. It was made painfully clear when I got bitched at for not doing my readings in German today... Well, since I have a few minutes, I'll try to do my history readings before night class ( Read more... )

Just hafta get a couple things off my chest, now that I'm done stupid research proposal ( Read more... )

Firsts ( Read more... )

Saara and I got a fish today. It's a betta. It's called Spitze. Saara made a song for it. It's cute.