The Worst Best Birthday
English test on King Lear.
Calculus test on trig derivatives.
Lecture on the battles of World War II.
Go home early to write essay and prepare presentation on Stoicism and Epicureans.
Chienopher actually bought me a Classics T-shirt! How I adore him. And then Winnie and Eileen gave me a pair of sweat pants. My first ever pair of sweat pants! Moreover, it's got "THE MANH" written across the back. That's right people, my ass is THE MANH. I laughed so hard. I love them girls!
Greg promised me the "best birthday present ever" tomorrow. According to him, we have to be downtown by 6pm, but if I tell him early enough, he can still change that. And I have to dress a certain way, but I don't know what way yet, because he still has to tell me. Tellmetellmetellmenow!
I love surprises.
I hate suspense.
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