the day finals are over is the day to stay up ridiculously late for no good reason when really all you should be doing is sleeping because you haven't been for the last two weeks.
so here's to you pottermore, love actually, and popsicles. you tempting devils you.

It was the last leg of my journey. I was gasping for breath, my legs were cramping up, and even Drop it Low by Ester Dean couldn't completely banish that sly thought from the corner of my mind, that sweet nectar to my convulsing stomach. Then as if in a vision, a fellow runner suddenly rounds the corner. As we pass she lifts her left hand up in salute of the strenuous task we had both undertaken. My hand also goes up to mimic her gesture of sisterhood. We high five and keep running down opposite paths. In my mind a fresh determination is born, my muscles are filled with sudden strength and Ester Dean's sweet duet with Chris Brown pulses freely in my ears and throughout my body. Thanks friend. I will forever remember in my heart your undying support in my time of need.

Okay yeah, so I just finished writing my English final and I'm still in embellishment mode. But I'm running a half-marathon in Skagway. It's super ghetto which makes way excited about it cause it's cheap and only about fifteen people ran it last year. So, I wrote a this huge post about how I hate people that boast about running on facebook but this isn't facebook. So I don't feel like such a hypocrite. And no, I didn't post it because it also went on about other things people do on facebook that I hate. I'm sure it would've offended someone.

Oh also, I got into the Studio Arts program and the Art Education program. Woohoo! Unfortunately, now I have to choose which one. The better good of two goods shouldn't be that hard to figure out right? rigggght.

Oh also, Keely is engaged. They're getting murried June 2, yayerz.

Yes, that's all.

and here's another thing we did one night before Ally left

i'm about to go turn in twenty pages of hell that i've written in the past three days! (yeah, iknow it's my own fault but still it sucked) i'm celebrating by listening to this on repeat.

huzzah!

p.s. Alaska in two and a half weeks

remember that time where i was supposed to be writing my five page infancide paper on Beloved by Morrison but instead I watched Gays of the Week on youtube for two hours? that was a bad move.  though i do love me some brian and daniel.
poop.