You know how, a while ago...
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ithikaI was all "I shouldn't have left this assignment so late, omgahz woe torment weeping"? And then I was all "I'll never do this again"... well.
Sloth rules!
Ahem.
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uruserce Rules, for all her SOAD-bringing-random-CD-wonderment-nesss. Bow down before her unspeakable glory
Yeah. I don't think I'm going to do very well in this lab report. Which sux0rz. Why can't psych be just like English, but with psychology. We could write essays and everyone (read: me) would be happy, all happy even.
Oh well. I can't expect to do mind fizzlingly spectacular in everything, particuarly in units such as this one, where I think I've put in well below the minimum required ammount of effort... Ah, well. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, or a homeless paraplegic bum.
HOBO QUEEN!
In other news, Gavin brought me flowers for no reason at all. Aww. Happy sound. They are purple and yellow... the yellow [wattle] is sniffy. But still good. Very good. Yes.
In other other news, I have a cold! JOY! I can't breathe very well through my nose. Sigh. It makes sleeping/eating difficult.
Well. No use procrastinating furhter.
Once more unto the breach [or whatever the correct quotation is]
P.S
lone_one, you and me, adventuring of Reid Library, Wednessday? Yes. I call a big geeky bookfest of slightly-too-loud-for-library exclaimations and thorough exploration. In the style of one Daniel Jackson. What say you?!
Sloth rules!
Ahem.
uruserce Rules, for all her SOAD-bringing-random-CD-wonderment-nesss. Bow down before her unspeakable gloryYeah. I don't think I'm going to do very well in this lab report. Which sux0rz. Why can't psych be just like English, but with psychology. We could write essays and everyone (read: me) would be happy, all happy even.
Oh well. I can't expect to do mind fizzlingly spectacular in everything, particuarly in units such as this one, where I think I've put in well below the minimum required ammount of effort... Ah, well. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, or a homeless paraplegic bum.
In other news, Gavin brought me flowers for no reason at all. Aww. Happy sound. They are purple and yellow... the yellow [wattle] is sniffy. But still good. Very good. Yes.
In other other news, I have a cold! JOY! I can't breathe very well through my nose. Sigh. It makes sleeping/eating difficult.
Well. No use procrastinating furhter.
Once more unto the breach [or whatever the correct quotation is]
P.S
lone_one, you and me, adventuring of Reid Library, Wednessday? Yes. I call a big geeky bookfest of slightly-too-loud-for-library exclaimations and thorough exploration. In the style of one Daniel Jackson. What say you?!