I'm going to Moscow for the summer. And making a pit stop in Germany afterwards. Hawt.

Ich verliebe mich.

...

Yup. That's about all I have to say.

В пятницу я пошла на свидание. Es hat Spass gemacht. Aber ich warte auf den Tag, an dem er merkt, dass er mich nicht mag. Bin ich verrueckt? Höchstwahrscheinlich.

I'm taking 18 credit hours this semester, in addition to an EMT training course. This may gradually progress into a form of academic suicide.

Going back to school tomorrow. Hotness. I'm bored out of my proverbial skull.

Another date morgen abend mit Tiger. I'm freuing myself sehr darauf. He makes me ridiculously happy.

So my internet finally decided to start working again. And all I can think to say is that I am undoubtedly, unabashedly, understandably ready to go back.

If I have to clench my teeth one more time as my father starts his nonsensical, unwarranted insults and life advice, I may have to have my incisors surgically removed from my hippocampus.

3 B's and an A. Not shabby, I suppose.

I'd forgotten how much fun it is to paint. To read for pleasure. To take pictures. To do anything completely unacademic. I'm freuing myself sehr.

Whew. Last exam, tomorrow at noon.

And tonight, yet another date. Makes the whole week seem worth it.

I fully enjoyed myself on my date. I couldn't have had a better time.

Four exams this week. This is gonna be fun.

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