mozart was crazy

Despite last night being the first night of Hanukah, no lights were lit and no presents were exchanged.  Instead, there was shouting, fake remorse on my part, tears (not on my part), more screaming, and bedtime.  What a wonderful night of Hanukah.

Crossing my fingers that tonight is better.

That website kills me every time I visit for Postsecret Sundays.

That’s everything we drove through on the way home from school.

So much fun.  yippee.

I seriously hate this paper.  So much.  I really just want the semester to be over.  I don’t want to take the final, I don’t want to finish the paper, I just want to go home…see my puppies, sleep, go to dance class, work and get more money than this school pays me, se my friends.  Seriously, this just sucks.

Can’t my paper just write itself and let me go to sleep?