I think I may head over to the school cafeteria and scope me some munchies. After that though, its back to the library to stick my head in a book with no hopes of being able to emerge for hours. *grumble of stomach* Or maybe that was me grumbling because I have so much work to do?
My alarm clock is being a little bitch. Its purposely spiting me because it knows i hate its sound in the mornings. So, this morning, ya know what it does?
It doesn't go off! At all. Such a freaking bitchy little thing. I oughtta go home and kick its little ass. But alas, no i can't. Why?
Because I, Naomi, have so much work to do that its a wonder I can hear anything will the books piled up around my ears.
Nofe air! Nofe air!
At least i'm almost done with all the stuff I need to do for my application to UNC - Charlotte. All I have to do now is write them a letter explaining my transcripts and why the high school ones particularly suck. But that the transcripts after that, don't suck at all. They rock!
Well, sort of. I got a 93 on my english essay. How ya like that? A 93! Of all the stinking grades I could have gotten, I got a 93 for Chrissakes!
But then, I guess I sort of asked for such a poor grade when I asked her to grade me just a wee bit tougher than she did the last time.
Last time, I got a 95. If I was pissed with a 95, how does she think I feel with a 93?!
Oh bah. FOooooooooOOOOOodddddddddddddddddddddddd!