MY BABY GOT INTO BINGHAMTON!!!
AND I got a 40 out of 40 on my final paper which is 40% of the final grade!
I am so happy right now
I'm an idiot. How did my brain just not work? I didn't know I was capable of being so fucking thoughtless...
I missed my 8:30am anthropology discussion AGAIN today. Why? Because when you have a class at 8:30am only once a week, it does not stay in your mind. I always forget to go and the few times I have gone, I don't remember what happened because I was busy trying to stop my eyes from crossing.
How come I was able to spend 4 years getting up at 6 and travelling to the bronx every morning, but I can't get up at 8:25 once a week to go to my class that's across the street?
I had a dream last night and I don't remember what it was but I remember as I was waking up I thought I was in my own bed at home. I started to realize I was probably at binghamton but I wouldn't open my eyes because I didn't want to admit it and I was waiting for my mom to bring me soup because I have a cold. And I was convinced that my baby had to be sleeping next to me. But then I heard Ksenia's voice and Dara walking around in the living room and my mom wasn't coming with the soup and all that was next to me was a big body pillow so I got up.
The good part is, my class was cancelled so I had time to catch breakfast before it ends at 11 which I can never do otherwise.
The GREAT part is... dun dun dun, it's sarah bae's birthday!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SARAH BAE!
Italians are out of their minds. Living on francis lewis blvd is scary right now.
So I went home and put on my brother's French soccer jacket and walked down francis lewis just to see if they'd notice. I got about 10 "fuck you"s and a group of about 12 people started chanting "FUCK FRANCE" over and over as I walked by. I also got countless middle fingers thrown my way. It was way fun.
4th of July, 2006
Don't you think it's ironic that the only time americans use the european format of saying the date is on indepedence day?
Nana: I hope they don't think I stole their cutlery.
Mom: Why would you even think that unless you have a guilty conscience? Are you a klepto??
Nana: No! And if I were to steal something it wouldn't be cutlery.
Mom: What would it-
Nana: Jewelry, pearls!
Such a detailed and depressing/terrifying dream. Part of me wishes I had a dream-recorder thing, the other part wants to forget it forever because it was horrible.