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To make yourself feel better
You make it so you'll never
Give in to your forevers
And live for always

PWNED.

...I think that was my first time analyzing a piece of art. And I wrote a ton, because the medium and symbolism and context and ARGH, I could just make so much out of it! Give me another A, woman!

I can't believe I'm oozing about an analysis I just wrote. WTF.

Now, if I don't fuck up the midterm on Wednesday (which is a quarter of our grade), I' ( Read more... )

So, apparently my room is a fire hazard. Or, more accurately, an evacuation hazard. I came back to find a copy of a report lying on the chair. "Excessive blockage," it said ( Read more... )

Pwned. Pwned, so hard.

I'm basically going to be free now. Until the English mid-term. And -- what else. Oh, yes. French oral presentation. Did I bore you with all this shit already? Yes? Oh, well. XD Sorry, I'm feeling really uncaring and free at the moment.

The windows are wide open, the fresh air is great, and it's so mild. And mmm, finally.

EDIT: OHEMGEE, my thoughts are spiraling all over the place! I HAVE THOUGHTS. WHO'D HAVE KNOWN. This stuff really does work!

Three pages raced through, at least one more to go.

Okay, I really shouldn't be writing a journal entry, but I am anyway. I feel the need to ramble for a bit while this disgusting energy drink takes its effect on me. I just have to finish a paper, hope I'm not put on the spot in French class today, and I'm free until the English midterm, pretty much. Oh, and I have to scrape up an oral report for ( Read more... )

AND THEN ELENA KEELED OVER DED, BUT VICTORIOUS.

...um. Except for the fact that facedown on a college dorm floor isn't a very glorious position, but nonetheless. Oh, and my lymph nodes are swollen like crazy.

AHAHAHA SANITY DIES TODAY.

( Need to do this before dawn. )