If This Were An Earthquake, I'd Be Relieved

Well, in the grand tradition of Greekdom, I got the semester grade point averages of the sorority, and the collective GPAs of all Greek organizations. See title of the blog. If you don't get it, you probably didn't make the Dean's List.

So that's about it. I'm going back to the doctor tomorrow to ask why the hell my muscles are on the verge of spazzing out. And to get a referral to an ear, nose, and throat doctor. No more steroids. Steroids are bad, and they always dissolve midway down my throat. They're not tasty.

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I'm going to try to do stuff to my room. Of course, that never works, and I usually just end up reading or sleeping or something equally lackluster. But the motivation is there.