you went and fell in love with a human and it wasn't me

In true Doctor Who fan fashion, I'm finding myself humming the sound of drums quite a bit lately.

I've been od'ing on the good Doctor lately, I caught up with Series 3 over the weekend and then figured maybe I'd better catch up on Series 2 while I was at it. Oh, Mickey. Oh, Rose.

So much Doctor in a very short time means my inner monologue, which never ever stops mind you, has begun speaking in an English accent. Cheerio!

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This is my final week of classes, and I haven't decided if I'm going to take another Math course yet. I kinda want to, because (and trust me, I can't believe this either) I'm actually enjoying math. There's something relaxing about doing sums and memorizing rules.

Oh, the horror.

Anyway, I've got class tonight, class tomorrow, test # 5 and a final exam to take before class is over tomorrow.

If I do well on both, I may finish this course with an A!

Take algebra or not take algebra. That is the question on my mind lately.