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Today is, er, um, Wednesday. I don't usually Like Wednesday because that means my chemistry homework is due and that tomorrow is Thursday which means I have chem lab and that is never good either. I still have to write my formal lab report but other than that my chem homework for the day is done and I am excited. I have about an hour and ten minutes until I actually have to go to chemistry class which I thought I might go to today since I have a test on Friday. I can't imagine that I will actually learn anything, though. My poor roommate. She hasn't started her homework for chemistry yet (we are in the same class) and I don't think it will be possible for me to help her. Mainly because I had no idea what I was doing, myself. It took me about thirty minutes to do every problem, searching and reading and trying to find some degree of a clue. It wasn't until the last section that things started to make sense and I might be able to help her with the last five problems. But other than that, just, no. I am no help.

I've been listening to a lot of classical music lately. It's all very good. I like the opera stuff the best. I guess I just like stuff with singing. It's nice.

Last night, while I was doing my chemistry, I had my first work-related-stress break down. I actually cried because the stupid crap was too hard. And then after I cried all the problems were really easy. That was confusing. I was finally like "OK, I'm going to go find someone and ask them for help." I was talking to Shaun online and complaining and whining to him and so he's trying to help me and then I realize that I can do all the problems. It was amazing. As soon as I finally sought help I didn't need it.

I'm hungry. There's some leftover pizza but I had that for lunch and dinner last night. I should throw it away if I don't finish it today. It will just get gross. I should go to the dining hall or something. But I don't feel like it.

On an ending note: I had a lot of fun making out with Jonathan (hot soccer guy for anyone who doesn't know) last night. It was really nice. It gets better every time. I really like him. A whole lot. I know I've never liked a guy this much. He's great. He's really nice. He's too nice. That's not a bad thing. I thought it would be, but it isn't. It's really a great thing once you get used to it. I really like him.