11.23.01
So it�s about that time again. The end of the term. Exams and papers abound, old sources of procrastination are dusted off and embraced. Like Andrew said earlier today: "We�re all pretty busy (yadda yadda, blah blah blah)." I for one am really tired of school. It never ends, the work and the reading and the research.
My grand plan was to get a lot done this weekend. However, like everything I do with good intentions, it�s all going straight to pot. Literally, even. Fuck on my Anthropology paper. I�ll write it tomorrow. I whipped up a page for Perry, and now I�m giving my little space a facelift. Mmmm toast. Yummy.
News? Well, I�m finally getting the hell out of my parents' house. Come January, Jay and Megan and Cluck are moving out of Animal House and Jon, Dan and I are moving in. It should be a good time. I�m already planning my birthday party, which according to my friend Sandra, is going to be the event of the century. *smile*
Also, I got a RIM job. And by that I mean I�m going to be working in Marketing at RIM starting sometime in January. I�m really excited about that. Call me a corporate whore if you have to. I think I am one. I think I like it though. *wink*
So everything really is coming up Bandcamp. I have a good job, I�m getting out of the house, I�m working on getting out of debt, and, as always, I have the best group of friends a girl could ask for. This term has been hell on wheels and I managed to make it through because I�ve had you guys to make me laugh and let me cry and smoke me up. The OES, yo. We�re about as dysfunctional as it gets, but you know what? You guys mean the world to me.
yours, as always
*~amanda~*
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