The Seven Day Time Period Devoted to Those Without Life

It is day 3 of Dead Week. 1 calculus recitation, 1 biology lecture, 2 finals, and a 10 page research paper stand in the way between me and my beloved summertime. And though it'll probably happen very quickly in actuality, I feel like I'm not making the most of my time. I had this fabulous study schedule written out for this week and I've hardly been following it at all. Where's has all my motivation gone? How I long to frolic in the sun, across the green fields, blowing bubbles, running through the sprinklers in my swimsuit, trying to catch the frisbee, eating juicy watermellon, and spitting the seeds at people... all at the same time. And since I have now wasted another 30 minutes on this computer I think it might just be time to start trying to be productive.


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cherry coke is yummy

I wanted a smoothie for my reward, but I had to settle for a cherry coke instead (which is really good still). What am I being rewarded for you ask? I got a 100 on my calculus test!!! I am now a bonafide genii... not really, but I feel really smart. I stayed up til 2 last night writing an essay, which turned out to be pretty good. Now today I have to write a detailed outline for another essay. And by detailed outline my prof probably means rough draft. But that's not gonna happen. So at one point today I was reminded of a bunch of songs from the early 90's when I was little that were really awesome so I decided to download a bunch of them. I'd forgotten how great they really are. I mean, Ace of Base, Selena, TLC, and Take That... what can get better than that?!

I painted my toesies and they're pretty

So me and my friends Kristin and Anne are living together next year, then there's gonna be this random new fourth girl too, and we get to find out who she is today. It's kinda exciting. I hope we don't scare her too much. :-) I think I'm getting sick and my friend Judson suggested to me to drink hot tea and so I did and now I'm getting addicted. There's a disc of mold growing in my jug of apple juice. It's quite disgusting, yet I am intrigued by it. Such is the nature of a biology major. http://www.limecat.net/ you must go to this website. Or else you are not my friend. Now go forth and be prosperous.

nostalgia is a fabulous thing...

So I was sitting on my bed in my room reading my book for english, like ya do, when I hear some faint music coming from outside. As it gets closer, I recognize it to be "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star." Then I realized, it was an ice cream truck!! My only regret is that I didn't get to run outside and get some ice cream myself. I think all colleges should circulate ice cream trucks around the campus. It would make students happier.