3 more days! Hallelujah!
Math final was pretty okay. I think. At least I hope I am correct in thinking it was okay. Or else, you know.... ehehehe. -.-
Waffle party at Hinman's on Thursday, remind me to bring a gallon of orange juice. Marathon run for Pomp and Circumstance tomorrow. Oh boy.
Either I'm extremely tired of this situation, or I'm getting close to the more emotional cycle. Suddenly I just let everything go and am okay with everything in the sense of saying: Life, take your best shot, I don't care anymore because I'm goddamn tired. I just want things to be okay again. I'm not much for conflict or even displeasure. I just miss how it used to be when things weren't messy.
I'm just going to pick a stuffed animal and curl up into fetal position for a while. Maybe knock myself out while I'm at it. So that maybe when I wake up again, something will be okay.
Right. I'll just go and do just that.
Peace, y'a;;. =D