My math professor's name is Vojslav. Pronounced Voy-ah.
I slipped both coming off the bus and crossing the crosswalk. In front of someone from my ward.
My Aerobic Kickboxing class just might kill me and then resurrect me back into a wonderfully toned body.
One of the kids in my Special Needs Institute class blurted out, "You know what? Satan's a stinker. And we shouldn't follow him."
I haven't found the motivation to go to the gym today and I doubt that I'll find it tomorrow. Somebody please give me an excuse to not feel so guilty.
I only went to half an hour of FHE.
My roommates and I have been talking in British accents on and off consistently since last night.
I'm so happy to have all my roommates home.
I miss my parents.
I went and took a gloriously, steamy, hot shower because A) I was a little cold and I'm going to bed soon and B) I needed to escape from the smell of freshly baked bread that my roommate made because she put it in the oven at 8:06 PM and I've made a goal not to eat after 8:00 PM.
I'm an eighteen year old college student who's going to bed at 10:30. Living the dream.
2 comments:
I love your little random musings. Haha, makes me laugh and its so fun reading your blog. p.s I love what that kid said about satan haha. very quote worthy.
you witty wisp o' the willow you.
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