and now for today's update! found out by running into my spanish professor that my exam was THIS morning and NOT tomorrow, so after a full 30 min of studying (damn you, subjunctive) i took the exam in her office. thank whoever's looking out for me up there, i think i did fine besides a few conjugational errors. she told me that im really good at spanish and i should major in it, and to forget art history lol.

then i returned to the dorm to major drama. it seems our dear little andrew spend the night in another girl's room, who just happens to be the roomie-to-be of one lauren digiov. she, of course, is royally pissed that he's taking up with her future roommate (i think this is hysterical, personally, and i'm trying to encourage her to see the humorous side of all this). no word on what andrew has to say for himself, the little fucking hypocrite. sometime if i feel like being really cruel i'll quote some of the weepy shit he wrote in that note he gave me before thanksgiving, and compare that to his behavior....who exactly is he to call me a slut? i swear to god, one more little comment out of his mouth and he'll be flat on his back on the floor. don't cross me, i'm syrian.

finally for some good news, which is my final math grade! A-, despite me failing the final, despite not paying attention to his meaningless droning and wanting to shoot myself in every class. that man is such a crazy old fucker.