Well I don't really want to talk to you guys but I've got 2 hours to kill on here (really more like 1 hr and 15 minutes now) before I go to my next dreaded LSAT class. Can I just say how discouraged I'm getting? Honestly, if I don't do well on this exam, my future is screwed and I'm stagnant for the next 2 years. I'm royalled F*CKed.
Oh, not to mention I'm still hella pissed that I'll be missing U2 in April.
And I've finally encountered my first trials and tribulations with the soon-to-be "Smug Marrieds". Two of my friends in my group of "foodie group" friends just announced their engagement, and I want to put a gun to my head.
And did I tell you that I'm pissed about missing U2 in April?
"It's not always about you!!!" (But if you think I'm referring to you anyway, then I probably am.)
"Good luck returning my ass!" - Wilhemina Slater
"This is my breakfast, lunch and f***ing dinner right here. I'm not even f***in' joking." - Colin Farrell