Why does time always go at the speed opposite of what you would like it to? When you're looking forward to something time always seems to come grinding to a halt and in some cases it even feels like it is moving backwards. Where as when you are dreading something (example: me dreading finals) whatever you are dreading comes up so fast. I'm going to bet because my first final is on Friday that this week is going to go by so fast I won't even know what hit me.
I did actually accomplish some things today. I did study a little bit more for my Kin final. I also wasted a good two hours watching Youtube videos and laughing with a friend during my two hour break. But I still have loads of studying to do so I should get on it and force myself to be a hermit and have no life until finals are over. However, I will allow myself to see other people only when I am studying with them. (Notice I said "should" because this probably won't actually happen)
There is a HUGE spider on my wall... I got out the flyswatter to hit it and it's not dead...it fell and now I have no idea where it is. I may not sleep tonight. I really hate when that happens. I hate spiders. I guess I'm kind of like Ron that way...although his fear is a lot more intense than mine, I don't fear spiders I just dislike them. The only time I was really creeped out by a spider was when I was watching Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets with my dad and when we were getting close to the part where they follow the spiders, all of the sudden a massive spider ran across the carpet. Needless to say I turned into an 8 year old girl and went "DAD KILL IT!" At which point he looked at me and was like "you're not a little kid anymore do I have to?" To which I responded "YES! You're my dad and that's your job!" It's part of the trade-off, I take the dog to the vet and he should kill bugs at my request. "I don't care if it's not hurting anyone dad, I want it dead!"
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