-t, we bought them at UCLA and at Mount St. Mary's for grad classes. Also, scantrons.
But not for my undergrad, where they were provided.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
-t, we bought them at UCLA and at Mount St. Mary's for grad classes. Also, scantrons.
But not for my undergrad, where they were provided.
Huh.
Kat, bandage it up tight?
Test anxiety dreams check. Moreso, I've necer taken this class necessary to graduate, but similar. Prime though is where I fight with/am exasperated by my parents, packing and structural failure. Usually combine. The structural issues don't stress me out anymore, but it is funny how they still persist as a theme.
Cookie swap success. Didn't win, but that's not my goal(I'd hate to be a judge) just got a lot of compliments on the result. Which, since I pretty much make them up, is high praise. Good cookies all arpund this year. Even the non competition entries.
So tired now.
I would say public vs. private in my world, but MSMC was private. Small and lacking in some major funds and serving a large first-generation college going latina population, but still private.
I just didn't need to say it twice.
I'm bingeing on some Nadia Bolz-Weber and laughin.
They were provided for us--that way they knew you hadnt snuck in notes written in the blue book or something!
Do you guys have specific anxiety dream templates?
Multiples. There's the one where I'm working back in Retail Hell, and the phrase "Jillian, cashier please" rings across the loudspeakers. There's the one where the xenomorphs from Aliens are attacking the building I'm in. (At least in that one, I get a pulse rifle.) There's the one where I keep dreaming I'm trying to fall asleep and can't.
And then there's the very worst one, where there are zombies, Pete has been bitten, and the decision has to be made: do I just run, or do I make sure he doesn't rise from the dead?
There are times when I think my brain hates me.
I'm bingeing on some Nadia Bolz-Weber and laughin.
LOVE her.
Now I can't remember the blue book situation in grad school. They might have provided them. Hm.
Fuck, why am I not asleep?
I know, super keyed up, sugar, but fuck. Only 3 more days and the off until the 5th.