Yoga makes me so so so so so sore. I don’t want to go tomorrow. I don’t, I really don’t.
I love poetry. I love it even more in Spanish.
I am obsessed with all my [Spanish] classes.
And I am surprised to find I have only three more Spanish classes after this semester and that makes me so sad.
On the flip side, I have discovered I don’t have to take my proficiency exam until next semester…which makes me not so sad.
I hope tomorrow is filled with cool low 80’s and not a headache in sight.