On and On and On

Today is an endless Thursday.

Exciting news:

I'm working on my english essay on advertisements and it's not sucking as much as I thought it would.

I found an extremely comfortable sitting position in physics today. I'll have to put it into practice in the three classes I have in that room.

I went to see an academic advisor yesterday and, if I want to major in psychology, I can drop chemsitry for biology. The thought of dropping chemistry rocks my socks. But is it ok that the thought of doing biology makes me want to vomit?

I finished this week's math assignment all by myself.

I haven't spoken to my parents once today. I'm getting kind of nervous.

New. Issue. of. The Muse.

CAPA: 3 for 17.

So. Yah. ummmm. I'm feeling horribly sulky tonight and I don't understand why. I have absolutely nothing to be sad about.

Happy thoughtssss:

Scrapbooooooooking.

Sarah's birthday party.

Heather is visiting.

Jack Johnson.

mmmm. bass trombone :)

Intelligent conversation with Housemate Andrew.

A Walk to Remember.

Sleeping tonight.

Reading my new Mitch Albom book (which, no, I haven't finished yet).

Psychology class with fun new teacher on Tuesday.

Eternal Life.


P.S. Post involving past band devotion in response to last night's band practice. Hold me to it.