It's a brand new month, with a brand new week, and I'm starting it by not going to class. It's not of my own decision. Sometimes I'm pretty sure that cars have minds of their own. They toss around toxic fumes which end up affecting the outcome of not just the air I breathe, but my entire life. If the car doesn't want to start, than I can't want to go to class. This was the cars mood this morning. Or, it might be my Dad's mood-- he was the one who didn't give up the key to the car.
I'm glad I don't have to go to class. I haven't missed one. It's only math. This way I can sleep, do the homework I've been putting off since the beginning of the semester, clean my room (which looks like a laundromat blew up), actually do some laundry, watch a movie, figure out my finances and everything else I haven't felt like doing.
Although I am a little depressed about not attending class; my hair looks especially amazing.
Money sucks.
Carmen.
2 comments:
lol glad u had a good hair day, and congrats on ur acceptance to catawba.
Sooo, how much of that list of "things to do" did you actually get done today?
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