I'm beginning to think my friend is afraid to share her writing with me.
Paper went over quite well with my group.
Drummer help has (hopefully) been achieved!
Paper writing shall soon commence.
Oh man, maybe now is not the time to be thinking smug/bitchy thoughts.
I, along with countless other students, wish this damn paper would just write itself.
Oh book of Face, you never cease to make me forget why I loathe you.
Karma, why you go down?!
Ugh, I have no desire to do anything tonight.