I am currently at work and bored out of my mind. While I did get some studying done for my midterms, I get so lonesome at work. There is one other girl in the building right now and she is currently napping on the couch. That gives you an idea of the traffic that comes in and out of here... She can nap in the front room!
Midterm week is just cruel. We are expected to perform well on tests the week before we get to go home for a week. Do they have any idea how difficult that makes it to concentrate on everything. I'm already half-way checked out. Two of my midterms are huge percentages of my grades. I am doing my best to stay concentrated. It's hard.
It's almost my birthday. I won't be 18 anymore. I like saying "I'm 18" so much more than I like the idea of saying I'm 19. What perks come with turing 19? At least in Canada you can drink, there is nothing new and exciting at 19. It's just your last year of being a teenager. Which I think it odd because aren't we considered adults at 18? But I suppose eighTEEN sounds much better than eighDULT sounds. I'm a little disappointed I won't be getting the annual Swerhone Birthday Breakfast, but I was promised a rain check for when I'm home this weekend. Thank goodness.
Doglover. I am beginning to wonder why she does what she does. I think her bedroom dance parties are stress relief. Maybe we should throw a doglover dance party during midterms week. Dance all the stress out. Just an idea.
I will blog about something relevant soon. I hope I do anyway. Until then, good luck with midterms!

Haha! eighDULT. :)
ReplyDeleteAnd good luck to you on your midterms as well! I'm definitely up for a doglover stress relief party! Maybe that could be my staged Grind? Ahahaha. Doubt it.
HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY!