spending the final day of 2011 writing an essay about female roles in the sopranos.
LIVING THE DREAM. (my word count is still pathetic).
i've completely forgotten how to work quotes into essays without them sounding clumsy and horrible.
i would like to blame this on the long island iced tea last night but i’m not even hungover. this is what happens on design degrees when you only have to write one essay a year…
spending the rest of the afternoon knitting while watching ratatouille.