Two more weeks of work, then a week back home, and then SCHOOL. Damn, but the summer flew by, and in a good way this time. So freaking excited over apartment, no joke ( Read more... )

Augh ( Read more... )

Well, lots of stuff happening ( Read more... )

Gah. So much crap to do right now ( Read more... )

Ahh, yeah. Knew this was going to happen ( Read more... )

Have I said how much I hate group projects enough in this journal?

Because I hate them. I really, really do. I hate group projects ( Read more... )

It is April.

It is frigging April and it is still snowing.

Bloody upstate New York. And I'd just put the winter coat away, too ( Read more... )

So....I didn't do a damn thing this weekend, which was bloody stupid because I have an untold number of powerpoints and group projects and papers to sift through. Guess I'm regulating it all to late tonight and Monday night ( Read more... )

Dad's in the emergency room.

Balls.

You know, there's a significant side effect to being an english major. Every day in class I'm made to analyze, critique, and look closer into every single word of every single sentence of every single paragraph for metaphors, similes, different interpretations, and bizarre theories supported, at times, by a single instance in a huge body of work ( Read more... )