March 24, 1999
I really hate exams. I knew everything on that exam i just took but i just can't do every freakin thing in an hour. Enough on that topic. It just makes me angry. I hate when I pour 9 hours into studying, only to have my performance completely not reflect that fact.
The whole thing has made me crabby. Even a trip to Whole Foods didn't help. Usually grocery shopping calms me down but it just wasn't enough this time. Not to say it wasn't nice though; I bought some beets. I'm trying to make an effort to try new vegetables and stuff. As a kid I had a thing against beets, probably because of the terrible red-purple color of Borscht in a jar. However, something tells me I'm really going to like them.
So I'm sitting here in my room, listening to the Sundays
and trying to ignore the animal, excuse me, housemate noises in the background.
I will not say anything furthur encriminating, though I don't know quite
why. Never burn bridges is a good motto to live by. The observationist's
role can be an interesting one-- I've certainly picked out some sound
byte gems around here. Maybe after I've moved out of here I'll go into
more detail about things, but then it won't be relevant anymore so there's
no point. Hmm.