Yeah. I'm drunk.
For those of you who have been missing my incessant bitching about my grades, I have a new crisis. Chemistry, in which I was once so sure I'd be getting an A, is turning into a real headache. I have a test on Tuesday over Lewis Structures, which will hopefully allow me to redeem myself and raise my grade.
I got a 137/140 on my last biology test, so I'm thinking I'd have to really fuck up the final to...
Oh Jesus, what a terrible entry I've got going here. I should really just cut my losses and stop now. I promised a certain someone that I'd update today, though. In my defense, I've had half a bottle of wine and it's midnight. I'll try to come up with something slightly entertaining tomorrow.
Oh. My little sister's car got stolen. And her insurance won't cover it. Fuck. That story would have made a much better entry.
Oh well.
I got a 137/140 on my last biology test, so I'm thinking I'd have to really fuck up the final to...
Oh Jesus, what a terrible entry I've got going here. I should really just cut my losses and stop now. I promised a certain someone that I'd update today, though. In my defense, I've had half a bottle of wine and it's midnight. I'll try to come up with something slightly entertaining tomorrow.
Oh. My little sister's car got stolen. And her insurance won't cover it. Fuck. That story would have made a much better entry.
Oh well.
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