i recieved ten and one half hours of sleep last night.
and yet in my first class of the day (which was at 10
instead of 8) i still managed to almost fall asleep. and
spanish I is not boring by any means. i don't know
what's wrong with me these days. i'm just so... yawn
but life barrels on like a race car.
i'm dropping the Buccaneer next semester. i'm doing
a full 18 hours again and i'd prefer my school hours
spent at school, not at home on my laptop. yes, i've
enjoyed my time on the Buc, and just today i turned
in another roaring article on recycling around town.
but i'm just not satisfied with the class and frankly, i
have enough to worry about after school, let alone
a measely paper to worry about.
you know what mindsay needs, other than Jesus,
spell check. spell check would be amazing.