Brandon: "How long are you gonna be?"
Me: "2 minutes"
Brandon: "How many seconds is that?"
Me: "120"
Brandon: "K... 1, 5, 6... uh oh"
Me: "You don't know how to count that high, do you?"

I'm never going to finish school. I'm wasting the best years of my life beating my head against my keyboard trying to convince my brain it wants to write another. fucking. essay.

What am I doing?

I'm loaded up on Dunkaroos and trying to write an essay... but that means I have to resist e-shopping for shoes and sewing patterns.

*pout* I DWANNA!!!

Screw studying. I'm going to bed.

I miss my front tooth.

...and sleep. I miss sleep too.

That is all.

A husband and wife were sitting watching a TV program about psychology

and explaining the phenomenon of "mixed emotions". The husband

turned to his wife and said, "Honey, that's a bunch of crap. I bet

you can't tell me anything that will make me happy and sad at the

same time".

She said: "Out of all your friends, you have the biggest penis

http://tinyurl.com/yh5sbqg
Eenteresting... very, very eenteresting.

I think my teeth are shrinking. That's the only possible scenario - they don't look huge any more. *grins* I <3 my smile again, and it'll be even better once my gums are fixed! HOORAY!

Also: I forgot how much I lurved my TENS unit. Self electrocution is DA BOMB for pain management, yo!

Just found out that last year the UofS medical school was interviewing at averages of 81%... I can do 81%

*bounces off to study*

The boy and I haven't gone to bed yet. He's been working all night, and I've just been wasting time cause I'm sick of going to bed without him.

Probably not the best plan when I have a final exam to study for and a paper to write... but what can ya do?