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Sunday, April 19, 2009

Run, Freedom, Run

1. Sitting in a library on a Sunday evening is barely ever considered a pleasant time.

2. Cold McDonald's french fries are barely considered a pleasant time either.

3. I've got one more exam tomorrow and then I am free to go home for the summer: hang out with Kyleman, [hopefully] spend a jolly good time working at the museum again and driving M. Mabel.

4. English exams are ridiculous, in my mind, to study for, because usually [unless your prof. isn't a wind-bag like mine] you can't particularly study for it unless you reread the novels/go over any notes of the novel you wrote [unless you are like me and don't write notes].

5. Lately I've been contemplating cutting my hair - all throughout high school I had pretty short hair and since first year I've basically been growing it out and out and out. Now I'm wondering if I'd like it a little bit shorter again. It could be nice.

6. I'm hoping there is some mint chocolate swirl ice cream left in the freezer that I'm thinking I shall eat while watching tv. I'm so lazy.

7. It's quite possibly very horrible I'm hoping Saman does not get off work early tomorrow night [her birthday] so I can get bailed on for birthday festivities with her, Hannah-that-it's-still-awkward-with-since-the-argument and other people I do not know, especially since drinking and bars are becoming more and more not my particularly favourite scene.

8. I'm wearing Kyle's shirt, which surprisingly fits well, and his socks.