Ugly Nails

At the beginning of the semester I promised myself I could paint my nails only if I did it while doing ready for my classes.  Since school started the first week of January I have painted my nails one time.

Last week I had a first time experience: I got mad when I found out class was cancelled.  It wasn't that I was mad I didn't have to sit through a 2 hour class, but I had walked all the way to campus just for this class.  I thought email was invented for this reason.

Group projects are the worst thing in the world.  Worse than leaving your cell phone at home when you have the longest and most boring class in the world that day.

Beginning of the End

Tomorrow is the first day of my last semester of college.  Even though I've already been through five years of college (10 semesters) I still have no idea what the heck I'm supposed to do after graduation.  All I want to do is
1. Move back into my parent's basement
2. Get married and have babies and be a mom for the rest of my life

The first will probably occur the day after graduation and the second will most likely never happen.  Wish me luck.

Honesty

Every single day I spend on campus is like a rollercoaster.  This blog will be my journal.  My inner-most secretive thoughts and feelings about everyone and everything.

Today the girl in front of me in Statistics fell asleep.  I was surprised by my feelings of happiness knowing that she will help the curve help me when she doesn't do well on the test.