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So, as it turns out, if you're ever out of milk when you need to make cake frosting, Bailey's makes an excellent (if slightly intoxicating) substitute.
In other news, I do happen to still exist. I came home early this week because M and my other anniversary (the day we started dating) was Thursday and I didn't feel like going to class Friday. I'm being a complete slacker this term because so few of my classes really interest me. At least not more than staying home interests me. My most important class is my features class, and 90% of my performance in that depends on whether my damned sources for my stories ever call me back.
I think I'm also kind of in this really resenting school sort of space right now, because I feel like it took me away from spending more time with my old lady. I feel like I'm always going to wonder if I could've given her more time if I'd been around more to sense what was going on with her. Now I just want to get school the hell over with and get back home and get back into the rhythm of my normal life.
At least I only have about 4 1/2 months left of this. Graduation is June 16, I have vacation (yay) plans for spring break, and I should be busy enough spring term (with any luck, back on the editing staff for the SPFH) so I won't dwell too much on things. It's just this term, I think, that's really kicking my ass, because I have two classes I give no shit about whatsoever, one more that I care about, but don't have enough to do in, and one class that I like, but that isn't going the way I want it to. It's kind of the opposite of my first term. I'm no longer panicked about fitting in or doing well in classes. I'm just bored out of my mind and frustrated with having a busy but mind-numbing schedule.
In other news, I do happen to still exist. I came home early this week because M and my other anniversary (the day we started dating) was Thursday and I didn't feel like going to class Friday. I'm being a complete slacker this term because so few of my classes really interest me. At least not more than staying home interests me. My most important class is my features class, and 90% of my performance in that depends on whether my damned sources for my stories ever call me back.
I think I'm also kind of in this really resenting school sort of space right now, because I feel like it took me away from spending more time with my old lady. I feel like I'm always going to wonder if I could've given her more time if I'd been around more to sense what was going on with her. Now I just want to get school the hell over with and get back home and get back into the rhythm of my normal life.
At least I only have about 4 1/2 months left of this. Graduation is June 16, I have vacation (yay) plans for spring break, and I should be busy enough spring term (with any luck, back on the editing staff for the SPFH) so I won't dwell too much on things. It's just this term, I think, that's really kicking my ass, because I have two classes I give no shit about whatsoever, one more that I care about, but don't have enough to do in, and one class that I like, but that isn't going the way I want it to. It's kind of the opposite of my first term. I'm no longer panicked about fitting in or doing well in classes. I'm just bored out of my mind and frustrated with having a busy but mind-numbing schedule.
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