Today was the last math class of the school year ( Read more... )

I've now been to both of my classes for this first summer session, and all I can think is:

What the hell was I thinking, taking these two at the same time?

The writing intensive class was expected and planned for. The sociology class, though? I did not realize you could fit so many ridiculous assignments into six weeks. I think she sees it as a ( Read more... )

I've only got one thing to say:

It was Clinique Bonus Time, and I fought the power. 

You know that feeling you get when you spend hours out in the sun? You know, almost like you're drunk? And your head throbs, but only a little bit (really only enough to be irritating), and no matter how much water you slug down, you don't feel rehydrated ( Read more... )

Got my last two grades: A's all around! Full credit on the Theory final, and a 97 on Hadley's Children final, plus a 99 on my research paper. (I can't help but wonder what she could have possibly found that would necessitate the detraction of one measly point...) Hooray! 4.0 semester GPA, my overall GPA got kicked up a little, and that pretentious ( Read more... )

Just checked MySacState - A's in both Research Methods and Social Psychology! I shall now dance madly around the living room.

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Now that I have a lovely bruise blossoming on my left shin right about where the coffee table measures up, let us think more seriously.

** WARNING: SHAMELESS BRAGGING AND SELF-PRAISE AHEAD **

Macintosh doesn't post a ( Read more... )

TO DO:

Join the Junior League.

Clean out my closet.

Finish school.

Give myself a pedicure.

Stop drinking coffee.

Begin flossing regularly.

Get my teaching credential.

Become a better cook.

Quit watching so much TV.

Pay my library fines.

Vacuum.

Become self-actualized.

Nordstrom's cafe has the best coffee in town. If only it wasn't stuck in the dratted mall, I'd go there all the time.

On a "not so intelligent" note, I looked at my cup, and saw that they had written "HAL" on it, as well as my name. I thought that maybe they started writing "HALEY," but ran out of room or something because the printing was super big ( Read more... )

Just got home from Matthew's memorial - never before have I seen such a celebration of life. It was good, it was bad, it was sad, it was funny, it was heartbreaking, it was uplifting, it was everything and nothing and something ( Read more... )

 I went to the library today, and as I was blissfully sorting through the stacks, I was accosted by this old guy who insisted there was no way I could possibly read all the books I had selected. I didn't have that many, maybe seven or eight; when I was holding them, they only stacked up to maybe my shoulders - I still had another six inches or so ( Read more... )