So I now have Ally hooked on blogging. She drags ME in here to blog with her. What do I have to say? I have no life, nothing to report. Except that, why do I have a job and no one else does? It's like the world has frozen over and hell has ended, or something like that.

There is a big test on Monday. So far, I have managed to sleep an extra three hours, waste two sending pictures to Alex so that he won't harrass my program coordinator anymore, and pretended to study for about five mintues. Ain't I good folks?? This test aughta be a breeze. Except for the speaking part. Who says you need to be able to speak a language to be able to speak a language?

So I got my classes, whoop-de-doo. Why was I freaking out for so long? Life is a sad. My life is measured by the amount of time I spend freaked out.