Why am I gallumphing? Because my knee is back to normal. I am bouncing (bouncing!) up stairs today without any pain or any painkillers at all. It's like being set loose-now my body almost keeps up with my mind!
One week and I'll be getting ready to leave here. One. Week.
It feels like a thousand years till then; I have two papers due next week and all for the same class. Curses. And I thought I'd get a break during finals week...oh, ha.
3 WEEKS TILL MY GRAND DEPARTURE! EEEEEEEE!
I have decided the day will be called either E-day or
Terrified
Airplane
Rider
Does
International
Stuff
Hee hee. Doctor Who reference. I am so hopeless...
I'm in class right now; I should probably be paying attention. Shyeah. I'm being reviewed today and I have not a doggone clue how the class is about to tear my story asunder. I fear the future-the near future. Mostly the next two hours.
Tomorrow I have one last class, and while I want the weekend to be mine I know the papers will loom until I do them and turn them in.
I'd better sign off, seeing as I can't think of anything else to say. I swear that when the England stuff starts, there'll be a mountain of writing but I'm busy and stuff now. And time with my torturous, rotten relatives is still 12 days away, and seeing as I've hacked that particular Godzilla already, I don't see much point in rehashing why I hate those people. Go read November's entries. Then remember that we're in December...la. There you go. It's the same damn thing at Thanksgiving as it is at Christmas. Ignored and everything, but I get presents this time, so it soothes my burned and scorched soul.
Am I bothered? Not at all. As long as I get my fair share at Christmas, nobody gets hurt.
Ta,(my new favorite word and I'm going to abuse it as much as I like)
Bec
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