That's because I had seriously one of the worst mornings. You know when you wake up late and then your entire morning goes to hell in a handbasket and everyone on campus sees you running around crying on the phone to your mom? Yeah. Today was that day.
So anyway, I think I'm going to be living in Russia for a few months next semester sooo that's gon' be off-the-chain.
Aaaand I got a letter from Britton and he rolled his ankle playing basketball and it might be broken so he has been sitting around a lot and so it was pretty long and I was very pleased. So I made a little recording to send to him for Christmas. And guess what...talking is SO much less time-consuming than writing letters like I usually do. And very fun. Except at one point I made like a weird sound and when I listened to it back it sounded like a smooch...so...hopefully that's not misleading...?
Last week of class and then finals...and I'm not really stressed at all. He he he he he. FIGHT THE POWER. And today I saw one of my FAVORITE lacrosse players on campus.
SELF, GOOD DAY.
Oh, and here's a profound thought for the week. "Don't let the bahstahds getchu down." That's from Rihanna. If I could make that my life motto...that would be great.