i had a very nice, very long conversation with sanam tonight. we talked about childhood memories. not as in, i used to swing in the park. as in, ramona was great, wasn't she?
she was.
i am the master of the universe. my schedule for next quarter, barring any unforeseen problems:
Monday:
9:30-10:45 ~ HIST175B (american culture)
11-1: DA5 (acting)
3-5: ENGL10 (how to write)
5-7: WRIT2 (how to write)
Tuesday:
no motherfucking classes
Wednesday:
same as Monday
Thursday:
no motherfucking classes
Friday:
no motherfucking classes
What? Did Morgan just manage to schedule all her classes on 2 of the 7 days that make up this insidious week?
Why yes, she did!
Take that, universe.