Rest in Peace Michael Jackson. You changed music and will not be forgotten. <3

Whew. Last night I had a dream that I got my report card and my ASP mark was 48%, meaning I did horribly on the exam and ended up failing by 2%. I didn't think I was that worried about it. (ASP by the way means Anthropology/Psychology/Sociology). Oh well, at least it wasn't another dream where I'm dying for a cigarette, sneaking them from my Dad, and lighting them in the fireplace! Oh my. I don't even smoke. And I have no urge to. Maybe I actually do and it comes out in my dreams? More than once I've had dreams where I smoke cigarettes, among other things... *cough* I don't do any of that in real life though. *shrug*

Freeedooooom!

Sweet, sweet freedom. No longer under the rule of pencil and paper! Exams are done. Summatives done. Gotta admit, my mommy is gonna be mad when she sees my ASP mark. Woowee. I didn't do half of the semester long summative. Good thing I did really good on every other assignment and my other classes or else I'd probably fail ASP and have a crappy overall mark. Oh well. The exams were easy so I hope I at least did okay on those.

So yea... that's pretty much all. My hair is really pissing me off.