twix bars are only good in moderation

I haven't updated this semester, sorry about that. So far things are going well. Mildly terrifying, but well. British Literature is really interesting. I had too look up the translation for Chaucer though, way confusing on its own. As confusing as the words are though, I cant help but really like them. I can see why Chaucer has been praised as one of the great british writers.

Anyways, I was looking back on my previous blogs and found great irony in my post about how it would "take all the hope in the world to get a B or pass Astronomy for that matter." Haha, I totally got a B+ in that class!! I am so proud. Funny how that worked out even though I was scared to death most of the semester.

I have been having a love/hate sort of consort with a certain sweet confection. Twix and his cousin PB Twix have invaded my life. It's gotten way out of hand. I find myself convincing myself I that I won't add one to my lunch. I do this whilst I am in line at the school store and when I get to the register I breakdown and throw one on top of my tuna sandwich. I have no self control. It's pretty pathetic. The most pacular part of this situation is that I usually dont eat candy. It just never gets into my daily routine.

Well, thats all that really new for me. I don't ahve anything of remote interest that I can think of to share. So, until next time.
-V