I am worthless sounds compared to all your perfect words.

Yesterday was the last day of class. I bought a ticket for Matthew Good's Victoria show on the 18th. I had a revelation and ate Food That's Bad For Me and got completely ripped. Generally speaking, it was a good day.

I did not study for finals.

Today marks the beginning of the knuckling down. I just have to ignore my social life and I get much more work accomplished. This, I'm convinced, is at least part of the reason my GPA was so much higher last semester. Meh. Numbers.

I miss J. No, not him. Old Skool J. I don't know why, really. Maybe because it smells like spring outside. She always smelled like spring. Even in December. I don't know how she did it. I wish we were going to Sarah together.

It seems as though I'm going to have to go downtown minus my computer and my cell phone if I want to get any French review accomplished today. That being said, I'm out. Je dois faire mes devoirs.