I need those red rosed ones..

So hi.
Not much to update on.
Missed pi on my test. caused me to miss only the problem i was 100% sure on. i love you, fate.

i think i'm going to go ahead and declare psych as my major. no more pandering, it's what i want to do. i'm allowed to be interested in other things though. if art goes well, well, then i'll just have to double major then won't i. rhetorical questions shouldn't be allowed to have question marks as the ending punctuation. we should make something up...like..idk.
i wonder if anyone has ever triple majored. now thats major. lolz, hehhehhehhehheh. i'm sleep-deprived.

this week i've been extra lazy. and have slipped behind on reading. it's seriously something of a problem. i expect myself to get behind so i almost intentionally make myself slack off in order to lag behind and have to race to catch myself up. that's what i was like all through highschool. always waiting till the veryyyyyyyyy last millisecond. but 99% of the time I got it done because I work better under stress. i think i have to create stressful conditions for myself. I know I work a lot better when there is no option of putting it off any longer and I can concentrate pretty hard on stuff when i need to. i wont hear people talking to or around me, but I can't concenrate as hard as my mom though. i swear a train could come crashing through our house and she wouldn't even flinch from whatever housing contract she was reading. it gets pretty annoying actually.

dont see eagle eye if you like being able to hear things and not have vertigo after a movie. p.s. i was born an old person.

seriously though, that movie looked hastily done. the scenes didn't flow. looked like 2 or 3 sucky movies spliced together. and they should maybe stop ripping off 2001: a space odyssey. people will think the computer thing was a stroke of visual and effin plot brilliance from this director guy. twas not my friends. twas a total rip. off.

this weekend will be one filled with charcole bruises and a buttload of reading.
gon-night.


p.p.s. wish me luck for something i can't tell you about now, but probably will after i've done it