|Current mood:|| tired|
|Current music:||Saade Dil Te Churiyan Chaliyan|
Well, I sent my mom the nine page letter. I'm scared of her reaction, but it had to be said, and I'm hoping that she'll be reasonable about this and it'll make her think. I just don't know what else I could do. She left me the choice of either this or going back to Franklinton. ::shivers:: Anyway, I also got registered yesterday. Dr. Miller forgot that we had talked about my schedule last Wednesday, so when I approached him after class about signing my schedule, he asked me to come by and talked to him. He eventually signed my schedule so that I could get it turned in, but I still don't think that he remembered talking about it. In other news, I'm nearly finished with my Forster essay for Dr. Miller's class. I'm up to the eighth page, so I'm bringing it to a wrap. Good thing since it's due, oh, today. lol Ugh, well lemme go and try to wake myself up before French class so that if Dr. Fermon calls on me for every question again today, I won't sound quite so idiotic.