My head aches a lot lately. I think it’s my eyes. I think my eyes are rebelling. They are the leaders of a revolutionary attempt dans ma tete. It’s all because they ‘re mad, you see. My eyes are quite furious with the fact that they have not had a new prescription in a little over two years. And, like a little girl begging for a pony for her birthday, my eyes have been longing for new lenses for a while now.

If only they could be reasoned with though. If I could just make them see (yes, pun intended) that while I understand their plight, the majority overrule the minority right now. In order to go see the eye doc, the rest of the body would have to go hungry, making the eyes rather insignificant. 6 months, just give me 6 months go answer to your demands….
I am quite excited to say that I am three exams away from being finished the semester. Have I mentioned I’m on academic probation for the second time, and if I don’t jack up my grades I’ll be forced into the ‘Dean’s vacation’ for a year? Well, the truth of the situation is that I’m just so damned tired that taking the next year off actually sounds pretty damn good. Today I’m spending the majority of my time studying for Tuesday’s English exam, which allows me to go into super lazy mode. No shower, no contacts, no underwear. Deodorant, yes (lazy doesn’t have to mean shtanky).

Haha, smoking baby. That’s right up my sense of humor alley today.