i feel so scrubby. i know i don't LOOK scrubby because i'm not wearing scrubby clothes - in fact, i'm wearing a new tank top; it's just, i FEEL scrubby. you know?

i'm never gonna finish reading this italian story. i'm seriously looking up like every other word. durrr...actually, i'm not that annoyed. if i had more time (read: if i hadn't procrastinated), i think i would actually enjoy translating and reading this story. it's just that my paper is sort of due tomorrow and i need to finish reading this story in order to write it.

i am becoming increasingly aware that finals week is like days away. i did a pretty good job of not panicking up until now. okay okay, enough of this. i need to read more italian and then get to vietnamese class.

days till spring break: 11.