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Fanfic recs: sent. I really hope my sister likes them, I made an effort to steer away from the shameless pornography and stick with things that had a bit more of a plot.

So I just spent the last hour in Felix's room talking to him and Phillip, when I should have been studying for my French test. I'm studying now, then I'm going to eat a sleeping pill and take a shower and hopefully when I wake up in the morning I will magically have retained the proper use of the future and future anterior and conditional. Have I mentioned that I fucking hate the conditional? I really, really do.

Thanks to the radio on the ride back from Auburn, I am now in a mood for late 90s rock, specifically Goo Goo Dolls and the Wallflowers. I ♥ Jakob Dylan's voice. Listening to these albums makes me feel like a high schooler again, kind of. I'm so glad I'm not a high schooler any more.

It's supposed to hit the 50s later this week. I'm really psyched about that. I can wear a skirt without pajama pants under it! Woo!

Okay. Back to studying.

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:(

Today kind of sucked.

I did not have my French test, the test is Wednesday, which means I have two tests on Wednesday. That sucks.

Psycholinguistics was fine, but I have to have my research paper topic picked by the end of the week, and I have no idea what to do. I want to do something about language use and social media sites, but I have no thesis, just a vague idea.

Choir was fine. There was some random black guy sitting in the choir room watching us practice. I have no idea what that was all about.

SAGA was fine until the end, when Phillip pulled all the club officers aside and told us he's taking a medical leave of absence for the rest of the semester. I understand the need to get oneself well and how impossible that is to do while staying up on schoolwork, but oh my god, already the thought of him being gone is like being knifed in the side. And I feel like a selfish bitch for that, because I really do want him to get better, and his getting better is so much more important than my missing him. But... I'm going to miss him so fucking much. I've been spending a lot more time with him lately and losing his presence entirely is going to be that much more obvious now.

I don't know. I guess I'm going to have to get over my shyness on AIM and actually talk to him on the internet if I want to keep contact with him. And I do.

So now I'm kind of down about that, and I have a quiz tomorrow at 12:30 that I'm not really ready for (I am not ready for any of the tests I have this week, I don't know how I'm going to scrape by), and all I want to do is go to bed but I have to study.

On the bright side, I got an awesome package full of candy from msdillydally today! Thank you, Vera, I am excited to try it all! And that is my good thing of the day.