Stressed Oinks

So it's the final 3-4 weeks of the semester. That means I have too much to do and not enough time to do it. Which means that my new name is "Ash the bitch." I try to be nice, I really do, but damn, there's times i say things I don't mean. Anyway, I think my roommates are trying to make me fat, or I don't have any self control whatsoever. Instead of beaing ahead of the game and starting my music history listening journal, Gimp asked me earlier to go to DQ. So i went and got a brownie bite blizzard, then not even an hour later DZ is like "I want buffalo wings. Lets go to Bdubs." How can i resist the BDubs temptation? seriously? So off I go again. I feel like a fat pig. I worked out on Sun. and had intentions on doing the same today, but alas, homework and food took precedence. Homework is allowed, but food, defeats the purpose of working out doesn't it. Now I'm gonna eat my Bdubs and start my listening journal for real this time. As long as I make it until next Tuesday, I think I'll be ok. I get to see the better half (which makes everything better) and take a breather from school for awhile.