2006-04-17
Next year.
I had a good suprise today. My two exams, which I thought were tommorow, are wednesday, instead. Yay.
(Yes, I doubele checked, thrice. That's a total of like.. six times).
I studied a bit today, but didn't really take advantage of the "extra" time. I'm just so damn worn out. I don't care. I don't CARE.
My gpa is pretty high as it is, but next year, I will start to worry more. And next year my dishes will match, I will lose weight, I will get a pet, and I will have a plant. Next year.
But for now? Exams are almost over and I want a girly drink. Or any drink. Or even a good amount of sleep (ignoring the fact that I slept twelve hours last night).
I need to buy a paper journal; there are many things I need to write about.
In the past three-four weeks, I have: been "kissed", been dumped, cooked vegan, attended a christianized passover service (Sedar), attended a 5:30-in the-morning anglican service, and a really neat Easter Dinner. Maybe I will ruminate before I write down what I wish to say. I better; I have no where to write. There is something for immediate writing, but there is something for the thoughts and moments that you have reflected on, as well.
Ah, Ada Leverson.
suzza at 11:13 p.m.