There are three people at a computer behind me in the library whispering in French together. They're probably talking about websites or something but regardless, whispered French is basically the sexiest thing I've ever heard.

My three papers are turned in and they don't suck. This was probably the most painful and stressful week I've had in literally months BUT...it's over (minus some early morning guarding/lab tomorrow). And spring break is in a week. Thank the lord. I cannot freaking wait to psychologically isolate myself for a week.

1) I am about to pull my second all-nighter of the week. Third in two weeks. I can literally count on one hand the number of nights I didn't get enough sleep in Spain ( Read more... )

I have got to stop this all-nighter stuff...I almost had a panic attack today when the MacLab refused to print my color photos for an essay due tomorrow; needless to say, after 20 minutes on the phone trying to get the Student Help Desk to send a technician over, I was not in a Chamber Choir state of mind. And here I am being a zombie, albeit one ( Read more... )

( If you're bored... )

I'M OVERCAFFEINATED AND ALONE IN THE (WINDOWLESS) BALTIMORE LAB. I'VE TALKED TO MYSELF AT LEAST TWICE. I'M FEELING SHAKY BUT ALSO VERY EQUIPPED TO HANDLE THINGS AND TO PULL AN ALL NIGHTER TONIGHT AS I COMPLETE A POWER POINT ON MARXIST THEORY ABOUT BASE AND SUPERSTRUCUTRE WHICH IS ABOUT AS AWESOME AS IT SOUNDS. YAY ( Read more... )

( I don't have the time to be reconstructing my universe right now... )

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I heart my swim team real bad. I'm so happy to have the whole season with them next year. I'm so happy to not be banging any preppy, attached freshmen right now ( Read more... )

There is not a single flake of snow on the ground. Not a one ( Read more... )