Speech status: done (for now. DUM DUM DUUUUUUUUM.)
I hate it when I'm giving a speech and realize about a third of the way through that I shouldn't have arranged it the way I did. Then I stop myself from winging it and working off the script; after that I realize that the teacher never said that we couldn't do that. Dammit. I hope I at least got a C, although I probably didn't.
Ultimately wound up skipping Sociology to work on the damn speech. And Chem Lab. Gah. Now I've eaten half of a chocolate chip cookie and had some cherry limenade, and I feel sick to my stomach. Seriously, I need to stop eating things. Period. I feel like I should fast for a few weeks just to clear the crap out of my system.
Hmmm. I wonder if I can squeeze a run in tonight before Lise gets here.
For future reference: I am no longer allowed to commit seppuku in the bathroom if I fail any of my classes (by order of
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That makes this post redundant. Quinn, you have lost chopping-Feather's-head-off rights.
Ultimately wound up skipping Sociology to work on the damn speech. And Chem Lab. Gah. Now I've eaten half of a chocolate chip cookie and had some cherry limenade, and I feel sick to my stomach. Seriously, I need to stop eating things. Period. I feel like I should fast for a few weeks just to clear the crap out of my system.
Hmmm. I wonder if I can squeeze a run in tonight before Lise gets here.
For future reference: I am no longer allowed to commit seppuku in the bathroom if I fail any of my classes (by order of
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That makes this post redundant. Quinn, you have lost chopping-Feather's-head-off rights.