It’s 2:30 am. I really should be writing my comps. Or sleeping. But instead I’m daydreaming about playing Donkey Kong with my brother. He busted out the ol’ SNES during the split second I was home last week—best idea EVER. I still suck. I kept passing my controller to him whenever I had trouble—just like old times:)
All this typing made me realize something. I will never ever ever be able to memorize the symbols above the number line. Don’t phone-a-friend me about that, k? :P