The Thirteenth Amendment

I took the LSATs on Saturday...hopefully, I am free now. What I mean by that if I did poorly then I will have to take them again which is just the worst thought ever. This past week, I was so freaking stressed I was seriously roaming penn's campus like a crazed homeless person. Saddest thing ever: I have missed class night all four years of IV. Best thing ever: emancipation (from the LSATs) celebrations are in order.

In other news, I accidentally said the word bitch today while I was making a comment in class. It was really unnecessarily awkward. My goal is to fit one expletive in every time I make a comment. I have no real reason to do this other than I think it's hilarious and I'm curious to see if the professor will eventually say anything. Today he kind of made a face and then agreed with the point that I was making. Basically, I have been reflecting on how this is really the last year for me to do something stupid before it really ruins my life. So find me some authority figures to piss off and bring on the ill-advised love affairs. Or better yet can someone just show me how not to avoid confrontation?


"it's been one hell of a crazy
ballgame"~ Bukowski

(yea i know...so pretentious)