So on Wednesday and Thursday this past week, I spent altogether a little more than six hours studying for my finite math final exam in an empty classroom in the math building with my new bestest friend Christian. It was his idea, on account of the fact that there is NOTHING to distract you from studying in an empty classroom. Well, basically ( Read more... )

Oh god. I want As in all of my classes so badly. I think I have A fever. It's not gonna happen, but I would seriously kill for those grades right now. I HATE Bs!!! They're not as pretty as As and the real ones sting you!

Ah, college. The good old days of waking up at 6 in the morning on a Saturday to meet your exboyfriend at Starbucks for a 7am comm study session. ...Wait, what?

My weekend was filled with Whittier* and cats**. I love being not sick! It is like the best thing ever! When I wake up not feeling like death, I just think, wow, being not sick is the greatest ( Read more... )

It's not cool when you go to the doctor's office, the nurse takes one look in your throat and goes, "Oh my god! I can't even remember the last time I saw a growth like that! No wonder you're sick ( Read more... )

Today is not the best day to be me. My throat and my sunburns are having a free-for-all competition over who can torture me the most. I think whichever one drives me to end it all sooner gets a free shopping spree or a lifetime supply of Coke or something. On the plus side, my dad gave me shopping money. On the minus side, I can't shop because ( Read more... )

I am SO SUNBURNED ( Read more... )

Finding the kind of job I want for the summer is like the hardest thing ever! I want to watch little babies! Dammit! Or possibly little puppies or little kittens! Preferably babies! It's just what I want to do, okay! I'm in a getting-paid-for-watching-babies type of mood!

I'm calling Valerie tomorrow, dammit!!!

Yesterday was like one of the best days ever ( Read more... )

Today was cool. I volunteered for the Boys and Girls Club of Long Beach's 51st annual fundraising gala. Which means I got to run silent auctions, bring people their winnings while the live auction was going on (and say "your winnings, sir" just like Casablanca), eat free cookies, feel really important, and have hurt-y feet from six hours of doing ( Read more... )