Fuck this shit. I want cake!

Midterms are over. In the bizarro world of nursing school, 90% is a B. Gotta have 92% for an A. So I ended up getting mostly B's on all 4 midterms, missing the A by 2% or so. I'm just gonna say okay.

I want cake. I am just tired and chocolate sounds good. But it has to be really GOOD cake or I don't even want to bother. And I don't want to actually bake. I may have to go in search of cake.

Maybe I'll get cake, have one slice and send the rest to work with Tony to spare myself the temptation. I need cake like a hole in the head.