What does that even mean… Is HELL EVEN TIRED?
Whatever, you know what I mean. I have four papers to write, all due next Monday. Not including the two due this Monday (tomorrow). So, I ended up writing for about 8 hours straight without realizing it, until my stomach yelled at me to bring it food. So I ended up baking some brownies. My study buddy Stephane is here… even though he isn’t exactly in school. He’s just here for moral support I guess. My mother thinks he’s in school, though. She also believes that he happens to be in the same class!
I can only pray my daughter isn’t like me.
But honestly, it’s just moral support. I’m a good girl, really. So, I guess I pray my daughter is like me.
& to take videos/pictures of me when I am tired… and almost dead.
Here’s me being camera-shy.
I LOVE HOW YOU CAN’T HEAR ME. Haha. & how I look kind of fat/ugly/retarded. I BLAME IT ON SCHOOL. Hahaha.
Here’s me feeling like a hippie.

& Here’s me if I had plastic surgery that went wrong.

AND NOW, we shall enjoy our brownies :)





3 Comments
Monday March 3, 2008 at 10:39 am
good times to be had with you ALWAYS.
molly and I will be down to visit soon, love.
Wednesday March 5, 2008 at 6:06 am
Lol you’re so cute… but wow.. writing for 8 hours! That’s like a whole work day! =S
Wednesday March 5, 2008 at 7:53 am
haha thanks.
i knoww… i think i was caught in the moment… a moment that lasted 8 hours?