days

so all my days definitly run together.
its tuesday and i keep thinking its thursday or something...
i keep thinking the weekend is real soon and the week is over.
i left cassie a comment on myspace about how her midterms went, and then realized that its only tuesday.
i wanted to call kelsey and see if she got the job, but its only 1030am
maybe its cause its still early.
hmm.

so the hell that typically comes with the mid point and end of the school year is finally here! huzzah! but actually, its not going to be THAT bad...at least, not as bad as past semesters. i just wrote everything i have left to do by class, and it was boring so i deleted it.

i dont like getting up early, my body gets so angry. alllll week i look forward to the days were i get to sleep until 8 or 9am...or better yet, for as long as i want. they are far and few between, and i get mad when i have to random plans on those days and have to get up to an alarm clock. its silly, but true. i like the night life, i like to boogie.

sooooo im procrastinating writing my paper for literature...i realllly dont like writing papers, ive written so many in the last 3 years i think i could consolidate them into a book and itd be legit.

palm springs!!! when im grumpy and hate school, it only means ive forgotten about palm springs!!! yay! this weekend we have kels graduation...and next weekend we have fun!

i have to drive up to santa ana to get shots done for my trip. i need both hepititus A and B, typhoid pills, and maybe a few other boosters. can we reflect on how im going to be in india for 2 months! thats such a long time. just the amount of toiletries i have to bring is crazy...i need to look into if they have things like shampoo and such there...cause last i checked, they only had weird kind. but we didnt really go into grocery-like stores very often so i dunno.

my cousin is staying in my room for the summer while im gone again.

today i have hair like Hermione. all big and kinda bushy. but hot, not weird.

ok thats enough rambling, i should probably start this fricken essay...bleh.

i just wanna go to india and teach babies art and then bring some home, is that to much to ask?