Monday afternoon I decided to start a 20 page paper due on Tuesday at 2pm. The paper was especially difficult because I was writing a prose piece and being creative is so much more difficult (for me) than yer standard essays.
Anyway, I vow to never write 20 pages in 17 hours again because I was completely and totally wasted when I finished.
I was in such a daze Tuesday morning, I tripped on a curb on the way to my car and fell down in the middle of the street, smacking my face on the concrete. My backpack and purse came down with me, or... on top of me, rather. I wasn't hurt, exactly; and I would have died laughing if I was witness to the scene, but I had dirt in my lip gloss and everything. I mean, REALLY??
Aside from writing my final in such a hurry, the reading of my piece went really well. My teacher said it was the best I'd ever written and again, I was like, Really??
To celebrate, I snagged some dinner with my friend Kelsey at the Hornet, and then met up with my new roommate Adam. Beers, arguing (already), and laughs were had. We met up with Morgan briefly at the Squire and then headed home.
I have one more final this week and then after my final final on Monday, I'll be off to Chicago to fly to PARIS. Nervous. Excited. Freaking out. And omg, what to wear!?
These are from last weekend. Met up with Morg and friends at Charlie Browns. Lolz.
Cute! Morg has better pics. I'll post later.
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