Hello. I was feeling in the mood to write some nothingness. Just random thoughts as usual.
Last week was pretty sweet. I procrastinated tons on my thesis paper and finally (on the day...no morning...that my advisor decided it was "due") I wrote some stuff and skipped a lot. She critiqued it over the weekend and sent it back and says it needs a lot of work. I'm always worried about rought drafts that are like incomplete because I think the person reading it will be disappointed in what I've done (or not done). I'm so glad that my advisor is not being like that at all. She gave me really great tips on what I need to fix and the direction I need to go. Ahhhh writing papers for me is usually easy but when it's a project of this magnitude I can't just write whatever I want...it sucks! On a lighter note, I collected over 40 surveys today which pretty much covers the collecting data part of the project. All I need to do now is finish the "paper" portion, sort and analyze the data, and wrap it up!!! Ahhhhh I am going to feel so relieved when I am done with this. I'll be happy with a B...I think.
In other news, Keefers and I had a pretty decent week together. There's been no stress and everything is going super well. It really sucks becuase it seems like we have the most fun together when we go out and do stuff. Stuff that costs money. Which we don't have. I always feel guilty when he spends tons of money on going out to eat, gas, and buying me things. It also sucks that I can't reciprocate and treat him to anything because of my lack of funds. I know it sounds horrible and contradicts the whole "money can't buy happiness" idea, in all honesty EVERYTHING costs money, even driving, so unless we hole up at home and do absolutely nothing then we are spending money to make ourselves happy. Can you blame us?
I dunno, I thought I was in the mood to write but now I'm feeling sleepy and there are still a few homework/school things I want to do before going to sleep.
More to come later :)
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If you're made it this far, then you're worthy of being my friend. The end.

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