Noodles

How did I not know that putting noodles in tomato soup could turn something so boring into something so good? I just discovered that this evening thanks to Jayne, and if I hadn't eaten it so fast maybe I would've thought to take a picture of it. Or maybe not, it's kind of gross looking.
Another thought on noodles, James said it the other day, and along with library is now my favourite thing he says. Well, anything he says is just plain adorable. But noodles, come on. I should try to record him saying it so I can listen to it whenever I need a pick me up.
I just finished writing my school design proposal for history, but I don't really love it. I'll look over it in the morning before printing it and handing it in. It's so bad, but I just don't care anymore. I don't think it's a great paper, but at the same time I have no idea how he'll mark it. Maybe I'll do just fine. I'm not overly worried, bur I'm also not proud of it. Oh, well. At least my drama and literacy essays did well.
History and philosophy are not my favourites.
Tomorrow I'm going to see Quynne for her birthday but I have a few errands to run first. I should dress nice and do a bit of fundraising for an hour or two. So close to the silent auction...