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I came home early from Pathophysiology class tonight because I'm exhausted. I don't think it's from lack of sleep though. Post-midterms? Pre-menstrual?
Well, anyway, it was all better with some left over chocolate cake with cheesecake filling followed by popcorn. And I introduced my new roommate to the horrors of reality t.v. He'd never before seen "Fear Factor" or "For Love or Money". Not that that makes him a bad person, it actually makes him a better person in my eyes. I only watch that crap when I need brain candy.
I do, by the way, have a very healthy congee cooking on the stove right now, with herbs to make me feel less exhausted. I'm sure it will be very beneficial . . . now that the all of the chocolate cake is gone. Let's just hope it tastes good. *crosses fingers*
Well, anyway, it was all better with some left over chocolate cake with cheesecake filling followed by popcorn. And I introduced my new roommate to the horrors of reality t.v. He'd never before seen "Fear Factor" or "For Love or Money". Not that that makes him a bad person, it actually makes him a better person in my eyes. I only watch that crap when I need brain candy.
I do, by the way, have a very healthy congee cooking on the stove right now, with herbs to make me feel less exhausted. I'm sure it will be very beneficial . . . now that the all of the chocolate cake is gone. Let's just hope it tastes good. *crosses fingers*
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Uzbek is 6 hours a day M-Th and 4 hours on Friday. Every single bloody frickin day begins at 8 AM. I hate learning languages! Ethnomusicologists are civilized enough to know that class should NEVER begin before 10 AM.....
at least I have weekends.