two weeks and counting till the symposium. i really don't want to do it. i've researched till my ass fell off. anyway, i guess i'm more prepared than i was about three weeks ago.

historiography is messing with my patience. too many giggly-wiggly presentations to do and not enough time to f*cking research for them and still keep up with my other classes. all normal professors have already given their midterms. in historiography, our midterm is next week, and we still have to prepare for presentations. what's up with that.

BETTER NOTE: friday night, just before i fell asleep, i get a phone call from a girl. imagine that! i, get a call, from a girl. NAW!!! unnatural as it sounds, i really did. we met up at brasils and had a beer and talked. time flies when you are too involved with conversation. i actually didn't know that it was 1:10am. she's a good girl; she had to make it home before curfew. BEFORE, being the operative word. anyway, i think i babelled too much. if there was an interest there, it fell away once i opened my mouth. still, it felt good to go out unchaperoned. (that's probably a misspelling but i don't care!)

did i mention that there is two weeks before that damn symposium?