Packing sucks.

Well one last movie night with Jim. Uhh, and then tomorrow I leave. BUT. I can't forget the final I have at 1PM. That's in an hour. I ate breakfast before my Sample Survey final. It felt good to be awake. I think being awake helped me on the test. No, really, it might have!

This is the last day I have to deal with born-in-the-suburbs-thinks-he's-a-homie-moron-suite-mate. I don't think he can listen to music at a low level.

THE FANTASTIC FOUR RULES.