Just 2 days before school starts (I apologize for reminding everyone) and I have a fever. It couldn't just wait 2 frickin' more days so I can miss some school. I'm a 2nd semester senior and I'll use every excuse I have to get out of class. With my luck it will probably be gone by Thursday so I can wake up bright and early and go to school. Blah.

So because I procrastinate like nobody's business, I finally finished my college applications...with time to spare I might add. Now if only I could finish up these stupid Christmas thank you cards.

9:40 Monday Evening: We have finally completed our christmas decorations. I nearly killed myself hanging lights because my dad is too lazy to do it anymore (plus I'm taller now). And now I'm sitting here with a Santa hat on and I have no idea why. I always end up with a Santa hat on my head, might as well be now.

Hello everyone! Since it was requested, I was denied admission to Brown. But I'm ok with that now, weird how something I had my heart set on could be so meaningless after finding out it is no longer a possibility.

Recently someone commented on my last post, which was strange. I realized how depressing/angry that post was and I decided that I would prefer it not to be my last post. So yeah.....I finished my Othello paper!!!!

I don't update very often (if ever), so you got to figure this is kinda important.

FUCK YOU JOHN BREMNER. YOU ASS.

Why is it you always get sick on weekends? Is it just more proof that there is no god?

Last night for dinner I had a 16oz T-Bone steak, a mound of sauteed mushrooms, two pieces of coliflour and a baked potatoe. It was one of the largest dinners i've eaten in a long time, yet i was still hungry. I really shouldn't be eating that much.

Hello from lovely indiana, and it is lovely let me tell you. You just don't get this kind of lightning in California, plus it causes our power box to unexpectedly make a firework show every five minutes. Anyway that is not the subject at hand. My friend, whom none of you will probably never meet, is hopelessly whipped, hook line and sinker. ( Read more... )

I hate excel. copy, paste, copy, paste, copy, paste. Rosalinda Rodriguez better step it up or she's gonna get fired, i swear. Is it bad that i can't stop thinking about office space here?