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You know when you feel like you've studied enough for an exam, and you should be prepared for it? THAT IS THE WORST! Whenever I feel like that I just know that I'm gonna get my butt kicked because I'm not expecting it. It's even more terrible, too, because it's not like you could have studied any more, so there's no explanation for a bad grade ( Read more... )

The Pink Panther movies are not even mildly entertaining, I have decided. I have also decided that I need to put studying before hanging out. I'm getting too sloppy and I hate sloppiness. So I am going to bed now, and I'm going to wake up early to kick my finance practice exam's ass ( Read more... )

woke up early
worked on econ
went to class
GOT COLD CALLED
ate lunch
worked on BIT
worked
learned how to golf
cuddled a little kitten
worked on marketing
went to see Hero
left and saw the last half of Wimbledon
went back to Hero and laughed so hard that I "goose-honked"
was ignored
worked on excel project
and NOW going to bed

Today was quite possibly the busiest day in the history of the world. I ate breakfast and complained about bschool with Krista. Then I did stupid OA stuff and worked. Then I went to class and spilled my coffee all over during finance, and it made a really loud noise and the girl next to me jumped because it scared her. Then BIT lasted FOREVER (ok, ( Read more... )

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I'm not as tough as I think I am, but I allow too much wallowing.

Everything is falling into place, but right now is yucky.

My eyes are stinging because I haven't had a chance to blink all day ( Read more... )

Oh I hate the first entry after a long time of no journaling. It's always such a struggle to figure out what to say. Do I try to fit the last few weeks into one entry? Do I just put down some generic blabber to fill this space so that my next entry won't feel as awkward? Whatev. Let's just see what comes out ( Read more... )

I just feel like bursting out with a stream of profanity! RRRRRRRAAAAAAAARRRRR!!!! I want to take Italian. I want to take Italian. I want to take Italian. I am SICK of things getting in the way of learning Italian, going to Italy, etc. I hate the bschool for taking over my life. I hate that I can't do everything I want to do. And I hate that good ( Read more... )

This morning I woke up and felt so overwhelmed that I didn't even want to get out of bed. There is just too much to do. This will be my hardest semester of my four years, no doubt. But I made it that way. My PDA is amazingly full. On Monday evening I have SEVEN meetings. Too bad this is only the beginning. Why wasn't I cut out to be a teacher or a ( Read more... )