today's lyrics
Bring a song and a smile for the banjo,
Better get while the gettin's good,
Hitch a ride to the end of the highway
Where the neons turn to wood.
Up Around the Bend (Creedence Clearwater Revival)
I have the horrible, no good, very bad feeling that I will do nothing this semester but study for my biology course.
I still really, really need to purchase a planner. Seriously. And I also need a separate notebook for biology, because I've taken 12 pages (6 lecture; 6 book) of notes in the last week already.
However, I'm very excited to be participating in four faculty research programs. Which allow me to play with a statistics programs that cost more than my life is worth.
The psychology professors should not be surprised to find me hunched over in the lab, drooling, while murmuring: "Precious..."