a recipe for disaster

Going back to Davis tomorrow.

Apparently, I didn’t learn my lesson from last quarter at all. Oh well. I shall become a social recluse and study hard.

I feel like whatever intellectual ability I may have at one point had has been corrupted or something. I feel impure. Corrupted by whatever impulses to be social that I have. I must have discipline. I cannot continue that this. I must go on.

Side note:

1 A, 1 A-, 3 B+: 3.52

I was going to say something seemingly profound and with pseudo-meaning, but I just thought about how utterly amazing deep fried twix bars would be.

Deep fried Twinkies are actually pretty good >>

Quarter’s almost over. I think I definitely overstretched myself this quarter. 5 classes was not exactly the best idea I’ve had in a while. But I’m projecting 3 A’s, 2 B’s, which, if I do say so myself, isn’t terrible. But I can’t afford any B’s, not at all.

My Soc 1 TA is really awesome.

I’m working on my last essay for Com 3 right now. I’m soo happy. Finally, an end in sight.

You can totally cook spaghetti in a rice cooker. It’s just hard and annoying.