How one must study for finals: Outside with feet in the fountain. <3 (at Chapman University)
all I want is to sleep and not write.
5000 words and counting for my annotations due tomorrow. Five more left, averaging forty minutes per annotation.
At least my mother is bringing me a chicken caesar spinach wrap from Togo’s. ^_^
hey good lookin’
In today’s news, my bus driver is ridiculously good looking, but I should probably stop staring at him.
In other news, I got an A on my essay about coming out in LGBT psych. I was surprised.
what is my life?
Things I’m not cut out for:
-Using public transit.
-Learning foreign languages.
<fatty>
I kinda want to “fast” the first part of tomorrow just so I can go to Checkers after class and order 1500 calories worth of food and not feel bad.
My mom bought me a cake that says “Over the Hill”.
musings since my LGBT book is making sexuality really dull
Books, clothes, and stuffed animals take up exponentially more room on my bed than I do.
meanwhile, in orange county…
any professor who accepts beer as a form of bribery is a man after my own heart.
My Radical-Man shirt from Matthew Gray Gubler arrived a day early! So excited to wear it tomorrow.
Senior thesis has me opening more tabs than any rational person ever should.
(This excludes all the tabs I have open in Firefox at present.)
Someone kill me so I can stop looking up articles for operational definitions. =/
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