Sounds great to me.
Balancing 17 units on top of 40 hours of work per week = success.
Fuck yeah. Time to finally kick off my shoes, sit back, and relax.
I know I have my moments when something so trivial will set off a bitch fit. But you are so good to me.
Thank you for coming to comfort me after my six hours of finals despite it being so late at night. Yeah, they were brutal. I came back to my apartment with dark bags under my red eyes and a frighteningly pale face, but you were there, telling me I looked beautiful (you liar). I especially appreciate that you brought dinner (all of my favorites, too!) because you knew I wouldn’t have the energy to cook. You even stayed up late with me while I studied for my next morning’s final.
Well, I could go on with the endless list of things you do for me, but I won’t, because you’re lame. :)
My main point is, I started off the semester with a positive attitude and you helped me keep it up throughout the rest of the semester. It really changed the way I studied, and I really hope that I did much better. Now I’m waiting for the final grades.
Time to enjoy this lovely winter break.
Je suis une fille.
Mais je ne fais pas l’amour avec les filles.
Je ne suis pas un homme.
Et je sais que je ne servis pas des hommes.
Je veux que vous le comprenez.
Merci beaucoup, you little bitch.
Bo 9:24 pm
come home so we can make the ginger bread house and bake those cookies!!!!
Imagine there’s no heaven. It’s easy if you try. No hell below us, above us only sky. Imagine all the people living for today, ah-ahh.
Thank you for an amazing day before finals. I suppose it’s my turn to blog since you did the last and also because you told me to tell the story. Pfft. :)
Watched Super Mario Bros. last night before going to bed while eating mashed potatoes with corn.
Lunch at Ajisen Ramen today.
Victoria’s Secret, Express, Mai Do, Mrs. Fields (OMG, these are so good), Bristol Farms, Jamba Juice, Sanrio, etc.
I’ll tell you the rest later, bucko.