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Today is getting better and better.
Oct. 21st, 2009 12:31 pmOh, wow.
See, yesterday was a strange mix of boredom and pain. I had no class (one was canceled and one teacher failed to show up) so I endeavored to get other work done. I finished my application for being an RA in the spring (I'm just waiting on the recommendations), I printed out my Art History midterm, sold back a book I'd finished reading for Lit, and finished my Halloween costume.
Finishing the Halloween costume, however, involved a lot of sharpie. By the time I'd finished, I had a pounding headache and a bad mood to match. I spent the rest of the night in my room, sulking and eating ice cream.
This morning, I rolled out of bed for Psych and as I was going to Statistics, I passed a school carnival. Statistics took second place to free food. It's a beautiful day outside, so I enjoyed the sun and wind and food, while unfortunately having my ear chatted off by a very earnest boy who might have been trying to flirt, might have not. I don't think he knew how old I was.
I feel like such a cougar, talking to boys, sometimes.
Anyway, I retreated inside to kill time before Religion, and found, on my friend's page, a gloriously colored strip of nothing but filthy, delicious porn.
My day just improved exponentially.
See, yesterday was a strange mix of boredom and pain. I had no class (one was canceled and one teacher failed to show up) so I endeavored to get other work done. I finished my application for being an RA in the spring (I'm just waiting on the recommendations), I printed out my Art History midterm, sold back a book I'd finished reading for Lit, and finished my Halloween costume.
Finishing the Halloween costume, however, involved a lot of sharpie. By the time I'd finished, I had a pounding headache and a bad mood to match. I spent the rest of the night in my room, sulking and eating ice cream.
This morning, I rolled out of bed for Psych and as I was going to Statistics, I passed a school carnival. Statistics took second place to free food. It's a beautiful day outside, so I enjoyed the sun and wind and food, while unfortunately having my ear chatted off by a very earnest boy who might have been trying to flirt, might have not. I don't think he knew how old I was.
I feel like such a cougar, talking to boys, sometimes.
Anyway, I retreated inside to kill time before Religion, and found, on my friend's page, a gloriously colored strip of nothing but filthy, delicious porn.
My day just improved exponentially.
