Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay. Paper of hell is finally finished. I can sit back and enjoy doing nothing with my life once again. I just hope the teacher still takes it a week and two days late and doesn't fail me ( Read more... )

So I've been home for 5 days now. I'll be going back to work at the Mad Science Camps torturing and educating children, but they won't get into swing for another month ( Read more... )

Today I pulled my first all nighter ever ( Read more... )

( Interview from Chibisophia )

Almost saw Flight 93 tonight, but I was thwarted by art majors and their vast supply of cake. Cake left no other option. I'll see the movie tomorrow (today), and then get depressed and kill myself. Or laugh at it, and get killed by the crowd. Either way I'll probably be dead ( Read more... )

Paper is finished, 2 days late, at 18 pages.

I never want to hear about gay Chinese people again.

EVER.

If you are gay and Chinese, you no longer exist. You are dead to me.

Scheduling for classes is tomorrow! I have four out of five classes figured out, but I need to decide on a fourth. I want to take a four hundred level English course, but I don't know if I want to take: Romantics, The Long Eighteenth Century, or Modernism and the Harlem Rennaissance. They're probably all unbearably boring and what to suck my blood ( Read more... )

I am supposed to write a 7 page rough draft on a book I have not yet finished due tomorrow in class.

Right now, my opening sentence is "Toni Morrison is full of holes".

I'm going to have to BS it and hope the teacher has a sense of humor.

I hate rough drafts.

I am mostly better now. I'm probably not allergic to Swedish Fish, so I won't have to kill myself ( Read more... )