almost friday

so the week flew.

class in 15, i dont want to go but i promised myself i'd give everything to this course - so that i can prove to myself i CAN ace it. stupid goals, i'd rather sleep. not really. we're critiquing an ad, attendance is mandatory. maybe i'll skip out at the break. is grammer really that important? (i say this, and think to myself: duh Laura, of course it is, thats not even a decent question)

So my sister visited me after lunch (well, i didnt actually take a lunch, but whatever). I miss her lots. i can see her changing and it scares me, i dont want her to change without me, even though i know it would never change us. But if she moves out to dads... i dunno, i'll be dreadfully envious and want to move there also i suppose. i have dibs on the basement suite (there, its in writing and therefore true).

24 hours and 40 minutes until the weekend. sad, very sad, that i can write that and be excited.

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