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After all the things I haven't done today, I can't really bring myself to do work. Although. I have this problem every single Sunday night, except the insane ones where I'm up really late getting everything done. Then I'm motivated. I blame it on the Yoon paper. Blah. This week shouldn't even be as bad; I really liked what we talked about. But I still don't know what to write, and I'd rather do it before I go to bed. Meh.
This is what I did today.
Got up. Did morning things. Went to handbells. Left handbells because not enough people showed up. Went to Willis to do my Stats homework. Came to my house, cooked and then ate dinner. This took five hours. Watched the Oscars. Hey. I have something black on my arm. Weird. Anyway, then I went out to visit Aaron and give him dumplings, as a thank you for driving us (me and my roommate) to Cub/Target yesterday. But Davis was having a fire drill. I think it is so strange that they keep those three dorms separate when they do drills. Well, actually, this wasn't a drill, smoke in Aaron's lounge. So I diverted my path, returned to chat with him, and finally met his roommate, who was very nice. And friendly. I don't want to work...
Maybe I'll do it tomorrow. I do feel rather tired as I look at my computer screen, and I can't think of things to say. This would improve if I wrote paper tomorrow afternoon. Even though I was going to do my presentation for History then. Hmm. Must also meet Hannah tomorrow evening. Oh well, this is the last reflection paper and it will be better to write it tomorrow and sleep tonight than have a free afternoon. I'm definitely not writing one for Atlantic History, even though I probably should. But I doubt a check + would be forthcoming.
I made such good Tom Yum today. I really want to cook for more people this week. I've got other recipes I'd like to try, and I just love cooking. Lovelovelove. I didn't at all mind all the hours in the kitchen. And it was totally worth it. Even though my ginger chicken came out funny. I can't help it; I haven't cooked chicken in ages. I don't eat chicken, really. I'll get my dad to make it with me when I go home.
This is what I did today.
Got up. Did morning things. Went to handbells. Left handbells because not enough people showed up. Went to Willis to do my Stats homework. Came to my house, cooked and then ate dinner. This took five hours. Watched the Oscars. Hey. I have something black on my arm. Weird. Anyway, then I went out to visit Aaron and give him dumplings, as a thank you for driving us (me and my roommate) to Cub/Target yesterday. But Davis was having a fire drill. I think it is so strange that they keep those three dorms separate when they do drills. Well, actually, this wasn't a drill, smoke in Aaron's lounge. So I diverted my path, returned to chat with him, and finally met his roommate, who was very nice. And friendly. I don't want to work...
Maybe I'll do it tomorrow. I do feel rather tired as I look at my computer screen, and I can't think of things to say. This would improve if I wrote paper tomorrow afternoon. Even though I was going to do my presentation for History then. Hmm. Must also meet Hannah tomorrow evening. Oh well, this is the last reflection paper and it will be better to write it tomorrow and sleep tonight than have a free afternoon. I'm definitely not writing one for Atlantic History, even though I probably should. But I doubt a check + would be forthcoming.
I made such good Tom Yum today. I really want to cook for more people this week. I've got other recipes I'd like to try, and I just love cooking. Lovelovelove. I didn't at all mind all the hours in the kitchen. And it was totally worth it. Even though my ginger chicken came out funny. I can't help it; I haven't cooked chicken in ages. I don't eat chicken, really. I'll get my dad to make it with me when I go home.