Spent all day Sunday (after I woke up and got dressed, you know) working on summer assignments. Ditto for yesterday. Almost ditto for today, except that I feel asleep reading, so I took a short Internet break. No pointless surfing; I just don't have the time. Holy, this is a lot of work. What did I do all summer?

Went out Sunday night with Greg, David, and his date Keiyona (whom I remember from gym class last semester) to see Freddy vs. Jason. I hate scary movies, but Greg practically pleaded with me, and he did go see How to Deal with almost no complaning. I was adequately scared. I only screamed once. I am getting better at slamming my eyes shut when people's heads fall off. I did not get carded, and will not have to worry about it in just over a week.

I slept badly Sunday night. Then I had weird dreams last night. I blame David; he wanted to see that movie in the first place.

I managed to finish my Adkins report and get halfway through my biography. Finishing that book, writing the review, and RP in itself are going to kill me. Going. To. Kill. Me.

On top of everything, I still don't have my license. It's been a year already. I feel lazy and useless and stressed out beyond all reason.

And now I'm whining.

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