Nobody else is home. I wanted so badly to charge in and scream "I DID IT, BITCHES!!!!!!!!!!!" at the first person I saw, but apparently nobody is around, or maybe they're just hiding. Yes, I finished my comp, printed it, got it bound, bought myself that My Little Pony playset that I wanted because I'm 4, and turned it in. The comp, that is. I just got this silly mental image of me leaving My Little Ponies in my professors' mailboxes with "my comp" post-it notes attached. So now I can play computer games and watch CSI without feeling guilty that I should be doing something else. Now I can play. And have Mexican food and then Indian food. Mmm.
I am awesome.
"In conclussion, these books are awsome!" - The former conclusion of my comp, courtesy of Nick
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