"Mange de la MERDE!!!!!!!!!!!"

That's right. I said it. I'm such a bad-ass.

Feeling like poop is not particularly enjoyable. I feel like telling a few people to mange de la merde, but I shall refrain.

In other news: Ambivilance, how I loathe thee. Seriously, how are you ever gonna be able to make a decision when you feel so passionate about two completely opposite views on something? Like grad. Boo. Grad. I think I really wanna skip it. I think I will kick my own ass if I skip it. See the problem? Don't get me wrong. I think grad's great, but for me, overrated. I love dresses, but don't want one. I have a few reasons for this, but I decline to comment on those. Anyway, the point is that I hate feeling ambivilant. Sucks hard.

Also in other news: I hate Mr. S - you know who I'm talking about. I have absolutely NO respect for someone who is such an asshole. I don't even want to remember what he did. I wish I didn't have to talk to him, but since I'm a Law tutor (don't laugh) I have to keep in touch. Hmmm..."Mange de la merde, Mr. S!" Boo I hate you. No ambivilance here!