A little tart like that could save you a fortune on prostitutes
Tonight was my last official Intra-personal communications class. Pretty exciting really, let me tell you. We sat around and talked for a good chunk of the class, a couple people gave their speeches, took a mini-test/questionaire, and wrote what grade we were giving ourselves on a piece of paper. I gave myself a B, mostly because I didn't do all the reading, nor talk much in class. I'm glad the class is over, it will be nice to get back to a normal Tuesday schedule again.
Ben and I just got done watching The Score. It was sort of blah, nothing special really. I guess I was just expecting more from it.