and now, after thirteen hours of almost continuous driving (a fair amount of it spent trying to find a damned Starbucks anywhere in San Diego), I come home to realize—I still need to type up my homework. hell, I still need to do the last third of it.
peh. I think my C++ teacher prefers it when I don’t show up, anyway. ¬_¬
peh. I think my C++ teacher prefers it when I don’t show up, anyway. ¬_¬