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I thought the night couldn’t get any worse.

September 1, 2009

I always start the beginning of a semester with high hopes of not procrastinating, paying attention to deadlines, basically being an allstar student. That typically lasts a few weeks. Hah. I beat that 2 week record this time around. I was aware of the due date for my first assignment, but was so distracted by the rest of the syllabus I failed to notice the time. Noon. I won’t even get into how ridiculous that is. Just know that it is RIDICULOUS!

So once I realized assignment 1 was a lost cause I decided that I might as well take advantage of the home waxing kit that was sitting in my cupboard. I know, I know, what was I thinking? You would think the lightening and thunder would have been warning enough. Oh no, now I remember why I miss working at the salon so much. Those ladies really knew how to take care of me. Waxing must be a work of art, that is passed down through some form of wizard training. I do NOT have the correct training. I did one strip and fell to the floor. Honest to goodness dropped to my knees in pain and tears. BIG ALLIGATOR TEARS. Don’t worry, the wax kit will not beat me. I will be triumphant tomorrow night after I’ve recovered and created a game plan. My game plan will most likely include brownies and ice cream as my reward for a job well done.

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  1. f.u.n.! genealogy permalink
    September 1, 2009 5:32 am

    I can totally relate..I was in the low F region by the end of the second day. Hey it can only get better….maybe a D- by next week!

    The waxing thing is really scary to me!

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