drunk again?

Today was the LAST day of my English class. I felt like celebrating.

I've decided for whatever reason it's impossible for me to get pregnant. so what the fuck ever.

WITH the extra credit, I'll be glad to get a C in the class. It's a pre-req for other classes so at least that will allow me to take the other classes. But for the Nursing degree I need an A in English. By the way, this will be my first C in the history of my college schooling. Until now my lowest grade has been a B. I have a 3.4 GPA and with this C I'll be lucky to have a 3.0 :( Major bummer. That means I'm probably not making the presidents list this term (like the Dean's list, for students who hold a 3.2 or higher GPA I think.)

It's 2:30AM, I have to get up early to take Dan to the gym and go to my Sociology class. I knew I shouldn't have opened this last beer cause I'll just stay up longer and get more intoxicated.. And I thought about that while opening it, but I did it anyway. Now that it's open, I can't waste it! Gotta drink it.

My fucking God I wish Dan and I would just move out on our own already. I lived on my own for 5 years. He's 2 years older than me and has NEVER lived on his own. I think it would help him grow up and help our relationship. I hate that his mom puts stuff "away" and she's the only one that knows where anything is. ==== she fucking hides shit and we have to ask her anytime we want to get anything that belongs to US! She stole my goddamn pink tweezers that I've been looking for for months!

I'M IRRITATED. Did I mention I'm on the rag too?