So she keeps talking and I can’t follow. I can’t pay attention because I’m a terrible person. And powerpoint is not an effective way for me to learn. I should go harass Doug (Drew’s dad) sometime today. I haven’t talked to him for a couple of days.
I want to cuddle with my boyfriend. Yes Sarah, I know I’m lucky etc. Please don’t lecture me on that. I don’t feel well and I want to be in his arms. This is my blog and I’ll be a whiny privileged white girl if I want to . I want to get enough sleep some night. It won’t be tonight because … well… I have to go play poker. I hope some of the girls that signed up come… but not the *bitchy* ones. No one needs them.
“the ledger is transaction data by account” 8 am is too early for this shit. It’s not okay. I hate this class. Why can’t I be in the 9:30 one? Oh well. My weekend starts in approximately35 minutes. Fuuuuuck this is going slowly.
I don’t give a damn about which account things are posted to right now. It doesn’t matter. Not really. Fucking a.
I forgot my Mountain Dew at home. It’s sitting on my counter. Dumb right? That’s what I’m best at. Doing dumb shit. Yet I’m in too apathetic of a mood to care.
I’ve (almost) decided on who I’m voting for. But I could still be persuaded either way. Retarded.
Damn. There’s still28 minutes left. My eyes are so heavy! I want to pay attention. Damnit! Too bad most of this stuff is still review. Maybe I’d try harder then.