they didn't even give me the second interview.

i'm disappointed, more than a little disillusioned, and irrationally angry with my boyfriend. and i feel like a horrible person.

god damn. it has not been my quarter.

classes have been dropped. I'm now taking three, one spanish lit class, one poli class, and intro fiction writing. it's still a pretty heavy load of reading, but it's much, much more manageable than what i was looking at before ( Read more... )

this quarter is becoming a personal lesson on limits ( Read more... )

today is bob dylan day. probably because i was up with catalina singing mr. tambourine man far too late into the morning. but, can we talk about the nice jewish boy who changed his name, changed his voice into the weird grashopperish tone we all know so well, and still had a perfectly lovely normal person voice waiting behind it that he pulled out ( Read more... )

things i've learned in the past week ( Read more... )

today, for the first time since early september, someone looked into my throat and didn't gasp/ wince/ grimace/ make a pitying face/ act disgusted. THAT'S RIGHT, WORLD! MY SEVERED TONSILS ARE HEALING WELL ( Read more... )

christmas always makes me wonder: is my family overly dysfunctional, or is everyone like this (except, better at pretending to be normal ( Read more... )

the tonsils are coming out on december 26th.

if you wanna hang, we're gonna have to do it before then.

i leave in less than 24 hours. my bag is mostly packed. i don't want to go.

*insert frantic paper sorting and random tears here*

dear ihouse,

tell me if i can live on campus next quarter now, please.

thanks.