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I really, really, really, really don't wanna go back to school on Monday. I cannot tell you how much I don't wish to go back. Even thinking about it makes me want to yack or die inside. And it's really funny that I would perfer this shitty ass excuse for Spring break rather then going back to school.
Midsemester grades A,A,F. Yes, I got an F on my midsemester grade and have no chance of raising the fucker. I have a project in it do on Weds, but I still haven't even started on working on it. At this point, I have to wonder if there is even a fucking need to do so. I really wanna drop the class, but I can't because if I do it's gonna put me into this whole process with FA which sucks.
Also, the reason that this Spring break sucks so badly is because fucking my car hates me and it's not working. 180 dollars in parts and Joe sitting inside my truck for several hours still isn't making it work. I broke down with it four days out of the last six, and today, no one even took it out. It sucks muchly.
Speaking of Joe, the party at his house last night was insane. First off, I wanna thank Maggie and Brien for cleaning me up and keeping me from dying when I became so sick. I heart you both. Also, Shawn is never allowed to the bartender again. Drinking and mixing shots of tequila, raspberry vodka, rum, green apple rum, whiskey, and baileys do not a happy stomach make. And car bombs are complete and utter evil.
Although it was funny when I finally woke up this morning (well, this afternoon) and my dad was all, "Kimberly Amanda, what have I taught you about drinking beer and then drinking liquor?" Yeah, I was amused at my old lush dad.
Today kinda sucked, because we ended up not being able to see V for Vendetta at all, and nevermind being able to see it on the huge ass IMAX. Stupid selling out and adult curfew. Hopefully, we'll be able to go see it tonight sometime. But at least we got to see the Sara, last night just wasn't the same without her. Also, we got to meet some more folks from Blind Camp who were cool.
I totally should be writing my paper, or like doing something productive like sleeping, but for some reason I just can't. I wish I could write, I miss it so much.
Midsemester grades A,A,F. Yes, I got an F on my midsemester grade and have no chance of raising the fucker. I have a project in it do on Weds, but I still haven't even started on working on it. At this point, I have to wonder if there is even a fucking need to do so. I really wanna drop the class, but I can't because if I do it's gonna put me into this whole process with FA which sucks.
Also, the reason that this Spring break sucks so badly is because fucking my car hates me and it's not working. 180 dollars in parts and Joe sitting inside my truck for several hours still isn't making it work. I broke down with it four days out of the last six, and today, no one even took it out. It sucks muchly.
Speaking of Joe, the party at his house last night was insane. First off, I wanna thank Maggie and Brien for cleaning me up and keeping me from dying when I became so sick. I heart you both. Also, Shawn is never allowed to the bartender again. Drinking and mixing shots of tequila, raspberry vodka, rum, green apple rum, whiskey, and baileys do not a happy stomach make. And car bombs are complete and utter evil.
Although it was funny when I finally woke up this morning (well, this afternoon) and my dad was all, "Kimberly Amanda, what have I taught you about drinking beer and then drinking liquor?" Yeah, I was amused at my old lush dad.
Today kinda sucked, because we ended up not being able to see V for Vendetta at all, and nevermind being able to see it on the huge ass IMAX. Stupid selling out and adult curfew. Hopefully, we'll be able to go see it tonight sometime. But at least we got to see the Sara, last night just wasn't the same without her. Also, we got to meet some more folks from Blind Camp who were cool.
I totally should be writing my paper, or like doing something productive like sleeping, but for some reason I just can't. I wish I could write, I miss it so much.
