a little interlude

wow ok so it's so close i can taste it
the only thing separating me from a glorious summer are 2 exams
one is on the Monkees, Madonna and the construction of the music video
and the other is on absolutely pointless shit that i couldn't care less about
then, i move into my new apartment with my new roomies
then i have a week to spend relaxing (at barneys) with the london summer crew and random mississaugians that decide to come visit
and then i start the easiest job ever at a call centre where i'm working full time for a week of training (under the supervision of a man named Floyd. ha.) then working 25 hours a week at $11/hr, meaning that i will not only be having time for myself, but i will be having the best summer everrrrrrrr
brendan, come back. i already miss you.
alrighty, back to studying, and by studying i mean packing/screaming show tunes at the top of my lungs.
taaaaaa.