Shit

I had a shitty day. It's unfortunate because I woke up and I was in a good mood.

It's my last semester as an undergraduate and I since I'm a lazy bum, I wanted to take a couple of my classes as Pass/Fail. I only need one credit to graduate and to maintain my current pathetic GPA. I'm only taking twelve credits so I can receive loans. I left early in the morning to the building where I can change my grading option. I walk in and the lady asks if I need help with anything. Pass/Fail form. The deadline was yesterday. Thanks. Basic outline of the conversation, heh. That really put me in a sour mood because that would mean I have to do work to maintain my pathetic GPA.

My teacher couldn't sleep last night so he was a bit out of it. On top of that, we were missing half the class, bringing the total to four (including myself). The one day I put a full effort into translating and we're only going to do a couple phrases each. Well, I guess it wasn't so bad because we finished what I had translated up to. After class, a couple classmates go to this little restaurant and eat. I have a dining plan so I'm hesitant to eat there, but I give in to my laziness and end up ordering something. I'm not in a talking mood so when it was just me and another, I take my leave.

The day has been snowing on and off. I enjoy the snow. I abhor the aftermath - the mounds of snow on the side of the road, the salt encrusted snow getting on my shoes, and having more than six inches fall each day. I'm so sick of the snow now. Everyone is

I'm cutting this entry short cause well I feel like shit.