Finals

They're a-comin'. And this is the last time I'll ever take Fall semester finals!!! Holy crap. This is the last time I'll ever take Fall semester finals....... whoa. This is the last time I'll ever take Fall semester finals? It sounds different and scarier every time I say it. Ahh, well. Bring it on. I just need to pass. I don't have the most wonderful track record with GPAs. I mean, mine has always been well above average, but Lynne told us that if we're not riding on a 3.8 or higher, we might as well not bother mentioning it to any potential bosses. Ha. And I thought my 3.6 was good.

Hm, what to blog about. I mean, I COULD be doing insurmountable amounts of research for that RNR extra credit essay (that I desperately need to take advantage of), or making one of those three websites that's due.......OR finishing my children's book.....OR developing my pictures.....OR printing my magazine. Or, well, you get the picture. I just have SO man projects. SO MANY. I can't even see straight. And I'm even struggling to try and do some Freelance work on top of work and school. I just don't think I"m necessarily capable of all of this. Well, I guess I could do it if I had more time.

I need to lose weight. All day, I'm either eating or I'm thinking about eating. Or wanting to eat. Or regretting eating, because I can never do it in moderation. Shit. I should go to Barnes and Noble and work on some stuff. I'd probably be a lot more productive if I didn't have the option of sprawling out all over the bed in my bra and half watching tv.

ALSO, can I just SAY that this stupid rebel flag thing is driving me CRAZY? I CANNOT stop fighting about this crap.

My Roommates

Are bitches.