Angsty
Angsts, angsts and more angsts.
I know I am no war friek, ’cause any other girl who got messed with like I was these past few days by that blasted short-haired-barely-a-member-of-a-female-species would get much more than an earful. More like that person would get it full on the ears.
My bad, I had to take it out on someone tons nicer. I am a total idiot.
What’s done is done.
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George says we get to present our papers soon. Finally something to speak for on the 27th. I’ll do updates on this paper soon as I get my thoughts organized. They’re crumpled up all over the place.
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I go crazy with cross-stitching… especially after Ajay suggested re-installing WinStitch, coupled with the bunch of digipics we accumulated over the past year.. this is a hellraiser. Gosh, girly girl old-maidy stuff. I must be losing my mind. It’s a good stress reliever brought by playing too much ps2. Gah, now I really gotta finish my boundary layer paper it’s getting in the way of my playtime.
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We met Anne last night, she’s a sweet girl.
The food was great too. Belated happy birthday to you, Mr. Secretive. Ha-ha.
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11 September. *whispers a prayer*