Things that vex me ( Read more... )

Estoy enferma.

This is not a full representation of weird Jason-isms, but these are the ones that come immediately to mind ( Read more... )

Sosc elaboration to come, but first I wanted to inform the world that I had an amazing beer pong achievement last weekend. I shot 8. 8! And 6 of them were in a row. Amazed? Yes, you are.

My Sosc professor is beyond hilarious. The things he says are ridiculous almost to the point of Mehle-ism. (Though not quite as excellent.) Elaboration to follow.

So, my roommate (Sophia) and I just had our first fight. Not a verbal one, oh no, that would be far too reasonable. Punches were actually thrown; she tried to bite me; I'm pretty sure I kicked her. It was hilarious. Really, one of the funnier things ever. She also hit me with a chancla, much to the amusement of our Mexican suitemate. I then ( Read more... )

DAMMIT!

So, best case scenario:
My finals end before training starts.
I don't get to go home, see my family, or pack anything before Peterkin.

Worst case scenario:
My finals end after training starts.
I don't get to go home, see my family, or pack anything before Peterkin AND I have to make up training stuff.

Serious suckage.

Yesterday I bought a shirt that properly sums up my feelings about my alma mater.
"The University of Chicago"
"If it were easy, it'd be your mom."

It would be really good for me to have finished my chem lab and like 30 more pages of Dostoyevsky by 4:30 today. By really good I mean, would result in my not completely fucking myself over academically. With that in mind, I think I'll procrastinate until the last possible second and then proceed to lose my mind. After repeating this process almost ( Read more... )

Let it be known that I'm mentioning Sophia.

Happy now? Stop bitching.

P.s. She's awesome.