Well, I have sold my soul. Just kidding. I registered for Phantom Regiment Drum and Bugle Corp's camp in November. Uber cool, but me= uber freaking out. Already. *sigh* I hope they are really nice in response to my rather befuddling email. And I hope I am good enough to get in... somehow...
It can't help to have an exam three days this week, plus a paper due Friday (and then that God-awful physics homework. Shit in a box, I tell you), and this being the final week for the Engineering Design Class' projects...omg panic panic. Hooraaaaaay Stress!
At least I found that Ducky song, it makes me happy inside. What do I love about being intelligent? The fact that knowing so much crap about the world allows me to be incredibly entertained by small things, and in turn pointless, useless things as well, such as "Do De Rubber Duck," or the shiny things I found on the ground around campus. (Yeah...I'm a pack-rat...I've found a washer, a purple plastic flower, and I saw a shiny blue marble today that I am going to pick up tomorrow on my way to work. I love found objects! It's like treasure. =^n.n^=)
Ok...now I really, REALLY need to study. A lot. NOW.
It can't help to have an exam three days this week, plus a paper due Friday (and then that God-awful physics homework. Shit in a box, I tell you), and this being the final week for the Engineering Design Class' projects...omg panic panic. Hooraaaaaay Stress!
At least I found that Ducky song, it makes me happy inside. What do I love about being intelligent? The fact that knowing so much crap about the world allows me to be incredibly entertained by small things, and in turn pointless, useless things as well, such as "Do De Rubber Duck," or the shiny things I found on the ground around campus. (Yeah...I'm a pack-rat...I've found a washer, a purple plastic flower, and I saw a shiny blue marble today that I am going to pick up tomorrow on my way to work. I love found objects! It's like treasure. =^n.n^=)
Ok...now I really, REALLY need to study. A lot. NOW.