November 2010
i'm finally finished that stupid english essay.
that thing has been bugging me for weeks…good stuff.
“I have looked upon the world for four times seven years, and, since I could distinguish betwixt a benefit and an injury, I never found man that knew how to love himself.”
—William Shakespeare’s Othello
“To mourn a mischief that is past and gone
Is the next way to draw new mischief on.” —William Shakespeare’s Othello
Is the next way to draw new mischief on.” —William Shakespeare’s Othello
i just discovered that my dad put shrimp in the butter chicken he made. there’s just something about making butter chicken that my dad can never seem to grasp.
today i had the displeasure of meeting one of the most unbelievable, chauvinistic douchebags i’ve met in quite some time. the next time i see him on campus i will abruptly turn and walk the other way.
