here goes

Well, I've done my best.  That's a lie, I studied with my iPod on next to the fountain in the Quad.  How the hell was I supposed to do anything  listening to Ida Maria?  Next to a fountain, no less?!  I reviewed most of the chapter on cinematography, but not a terrible amount more.  I should really not be so surprised every time I fail something.  Again, I ask you (whoever you are reading this bosh), when did I get like this?  Graduated 3rd in my class in high school with a 4.25 GPA.  Now I have two D's, a C, and a B.  High school was easy.  But even last semester, I did alright.  Guess I'm just having my "party boy" semester, as a good friend of mine pointed out, as she caught me write in the middle of blogging in my plaid shirt with my sunglasses on in the middle of the Quad next to the fountain.  Hey, she thought it was cute, at least.  

Also, cute guys keep being around.  Damn them.  And their cuteness.  And their straightness.  This is the part where I stop trying to control things I can. . . Or at least, I try.

"Oh my God!  You think I'm in control!

Oh my God!  You think it's all for fun!"

- Ida Maria