sweetprince: (YAY!!!)
You know what I did in honor of finishing my final? I got all my statistics problems sets and BURNED them in a terrific bonfire. I provided the matches, Meredith and Nicole provided the trashcan (as it turned out they hadn't lost track of all of their problems sets so they had more to burn), and it was wonderful.

Granted I now smell like the inside of a campfire pit, but it's over. The semester from absolute hell is over. No more Japanese ever.
sweetprince: (glitter)
Looks like I'm going to bomb Strategy, Technology, and War. Or at least this damn paper on US policy towards China. I don't even know what's going on there. Any of you have any ideas what our nuclear strategy should be? Or should I just throw in the towel and take a nap. But anyway, soon I'll be home, sitting on my laurels, so maybe you guys should give me some things to draw for you!

Request away. I haven't done anything in awhile!
sweetprince: (peaceful Dean)
So I finished my last final this morning and then promptly came home and passed out. Hopefully I did okay, but I'm not feeling this one. I always finish way before everybody else and that always makes me worry. I'm also not sure why I'm so unhappy inspite of the fact that I'm done.



That's my darling kitty in my mother's underwear. Soon I will be back on the best coast (as Flo calls it). My dad just flew off to Telaviv to teach at the law school there, I won't see him til August. Unfortunately I didn't really get to say bye. I'm sorry.
sweetprince: (madness)
[ mood | fresh ]
[ music | Baba O'Riley-The Who ]


Despite the fact that finals week is starting this Tuesday, I'm in an incredibly good mood. On Friday, Florence and I hung out for a couple hours that involved Indian Food, popcorn, teasing Dennis, the new movie Matchpoint, Val Kilmer, and me trying to come up with good insults . . .and failing on the latter part miserably. Today I'm going to help Colleen study for her US History final, because I'm a nice person and also because I got a five on the AP (not to brag or anything, okay yeah I'm bragging. I'm so damn proud of that).

I've started a new story, which could be both a good or a bad thing. Good because I'm doing interesting stuff, bad because it means I'm neglecting Nobody But You, Do You Kiss Your Mother with That Mouth, and Can't Put a Word to the Feeling. At least I've started the next chapter for all three of those, so you can't get too mad.

Made 80 bucks last night babysitting. However, I'm amazed that I made it home. I was soooooo tired on the drive back from San Jose that I missed the exit to Palo Alto, and looked up and was like Woodside? What? Oh well, I made it in the end.

to whom it may concern . . .I love Jonathan Rhys-Meyers, even when he's being an utter asshole in Matchpoint. Sad how that works.

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